Deaths Noor

I’m not afraid of death Cause when the grim reaper comes to take me to the abbess Imma grab deaths hand and say “say less” I’ve suppressed so much that I could combust I could come bust your lip Tilt my head and watch the blood drip Take a cracker and dip it like a chip Post a photo and watch the nips slip You could skip on a pimp but half of you hoes are simps Rotten to the core Open nah noor I found the cure to cancer you wanna hear more I’ve escaped deaths door so many times In different paradigms I’m prolly deaths right hand guy I could die oh wait… What kinda sci-fi fantasy silly lie Dry bones overthrown far reach Is that? Little do they know A Oooooo How it’s supposed to Go A ooooo Raised out the grave like I’m some kinda Jesus Christ revived I’m that banana guy from fortnite Wait hold up that doesn’t sound right We on sight Black holes don’t need light Can’t have fear without fright Slide of hand with a pen like a white knight Imma smite what I write with a smile on my face I’m not afraid of death Cause when the grim reaper comes to take me to the abbess Imma grab deaths hand and say “say less” I’ve suppressed so much that I could combust I could come bust your lip Tilt my head and watch the blood drip