Faceless 1-7 - Wrong Place

Yeah
I be at the wrong place at the wrong time
Yuh aye yeah aye
I be at the wrong place at the wrong time
Yeah yuh aye
1-7

I be at the wrong place at the wrong time
All the time olive vine
Keep a devil on the side
I be at the wrong place at the wrong time
All the time and its fine
See my death a homicide

I be at the wrong place at the wrong timе
All the time inner spinе
Holding metal intertwined

I be at the wrong place at the wrong time
Go and die showing fire
Fucking mental on the rise

Ayyee

Triple split
In the sticks
With my bitch
Psychedelic
Double dip
Double death
Ego slip
Slit heavy
When I get on
The machete
Let it fix
Cut it steady
Yea already
They regretting
I exist
Double the cash
Double the hits
Doing the dash
Dropping the vis
Static attached
All that I spit
Fuck in the back
Fuck it again
Bring her to fate
Bring her the k
Cracking a flask
Getting evicted
I'm in yo face
What do you say
Forget the facts
Forget your kin
Aye

I been running hits since day
One
Ray gun
Ripping every clique that done
Say none
Yuh yuh
Psychopathic dick I left the veiron
Take one
I demanded shit that they ain't made of
Aye
I demand it shifted with the breeze
Get the chemicals edible
I been spinning around the trees
Metamorph then decay
I replicate the data keys
From the sky to the ground
I get around when they ain't see

(they ain't see shit)

Devil
A system
I'm a die sadistic

(cutting my wrists)

Traumatised
He witnessed
Now he find it
Different

(numb I throw fists)

Ill of mind
The vice hit
Killing time
To spite shit

(i don't exist)

You'll be fine
Don't like it
You'll be fine
Don't like shit

I be at the wrong place at the wrong time
All the time olive vine
Keep a devil on the side

I be at the wrong place at the wrong time
All the time and its fine
Aee my death a homicide

I be at the wrong place at the wrong time
All the time inner spine
Hold that metal intertwined

I be at the wrong place at the wrong time
Go and die showing fire
Fucking mental on the rise

Yeah
I ain't gonna stop
Till I'm goated like guts
You over bloated hope it loaded
Cos my coal boutta bust
The fire seek
A prophecy
I'll die when I peak
Divided streets
Entitled beasts
Get cut down
To dust

You know
They ain't never gonna see it like me
Likely
They ain't never gonna be what I be
Highkey

Stacking throats
Comatose
All the roads
I expose
Little racks
Little rats
Snort em up
Drop em low