LYRICS:-<br />[Verse 1]<br />Walk around the world, it feel like every place the same<br />I look into your eyes and see that you are in some pain<br />Freddie gonna help the business, help a rope around your neck<br />Gonna help you make a choice, let it sit, don't let it rest<br />You a pest, what the fuck, you left a mess<br />It's okay, I'll just say that your body's gone today<br />You in Hell, I don't think you failed, you just made some bail<br />Come that day, it gets worse and I hope you fucking hurt<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Now what's the word, captain?<br />I think I caught you lackin'<br />There are ninе more layers than this hell's packin'<br />No tippy tappin', bitch I comе in rippy rappin'<br />I feel lucky I'm not you<br />At the top I do the do<br />Stuck in the fuckin' darkness and it's cold, at heart<br />Haven't felt sun in some days, bitch, where do I start?<br />Start from the top, and the next stop the bottom<br />Rock bottom baby, I swear I already got em'<br /><br />[Verse 2]<br />Close your eyes and think of something for me<br />Think of all the times that you've been feeling kinda lonely<br />What could you do with your time instead?<br />What? You smoking weed, you fuck your bitch and go to bed<br />Notice all the colors that you seeing in your head<br />Now strip away that shit and feel the darkness, feel it spread<br />This is what is like to be known as dead<br />Now open up your eyes, you see the world it is red<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Now what's the word, captain?<br />I think I caught you lackin'<br />There are nine more layers than this hell's packin'<br />No tippy tappin', bitch I come in rippy rappin'<br />I feel lucky I'm not you<br />At the top I do the do<br />Stuck in the fuckin' darkness and it's cold, at heart<br />Haven't felt sun in some days, bitch, where do I start?<br />Start from the top, and the next stop the bottom<br />Rock bottom baby, I swear I already got em'<br />Now what's the word, captain?<br />I think I caught you lackin'<br />There are nine more layers than this hell's packin'<br />No tippy tappin', bitch I come in rippy rappin'<br />I feel lucky I'm not you<br />At the top I do the do<br />Stuck in the fuckin' darkness and it's cold, at heart<br />Haven't felt sun in some days, bitch, where do I start?<br />Start from the top, and the next stop the bottom<br />Rock bottom baby, I swear I already got em'