Josh Thomas
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, mein fuhr, it's time.
It's time, mein fuhr (aight, mein fuhr, begin).
Straight out the sad dungeons of rap.
The death drops deep as does my gas.
I never die, 'cause to die is the distant cousin of mass.
Beyond the walls of abbuse, life is defined.
I think of death when I'm in a Belzec state of mind.
Hope the mass got some class.
My pass don't like no dirty grass.
Run up to the ass and get the glass.
In a Belzec state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The painfull death?
You complain about gas.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the shibboleth.
I'm rappin' to the suffering,
And I'm gonna move your buffering.
Alone, hate, BEANS, like an ash
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rash.
I can't take the gas, can't take the pain.
I woulda tried to please I guess I got no plane.
I'm rappin' to the buffering,
And I'm gonna move your suffering.
Yea, yaz, in a Belzec state of mind.
When I was young my distant cousin had a shibboleth.
I waz kicked out without no breath.
I never thought I'd see that meth.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my distant cousin's seth.
A soft owo orphans is quite the endorphins.
Thinking of death. Yaz, thinking of death (death).
Ayo, mein fuhr, it's time.
It's time, mein fuhr (aight, mein fuhr, begin).
Straight out the sad dungeons of rap.
The death drops deep as does my gas.
I never die, 'cause to die is the distant cousin of mass.
Beyond the walls of abbuse, life is defined.
I think of death when I'm in a Belzec state of mind.
Hope the mass got some class.
My pass don't like no dirty grass.
Run up to the ass and get the glass.
In a Belzec state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The painfull death?
You complain about gas.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the shibboleth.
I'm rappin' to the suffering,
And I'm gonna move your buffering.
Alone, hate, BEANS, like an ash
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rash.
I can't take the gas, can't take the pain.
I woulda tried to please I guess I got no plane.
I'm rappin' to the buffering,
And I'm gonna move your suffering.
Yea, yaz, in a Belzec state of mind.
When I was young my distant cousin had a shibboleth.
I waz kicked out without no breath.
I never thought I'd see that meth.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my distant cousin's seth.
A soft owo orphans is quite the endorphins.
Thinking of death. Yaz, thinking of death (death).
Josh Thomas by epicgamergang June 24, 2019