Clot - Istasha

I scale the mind

Blocked all that you got

Every word means your losing your spot

Thick in the veins

But the blood doesn’t clot

Hemophiliac burdens concern you

But don’t give a fuck

Back

Every second I lack

Never see me like the zodiac

Buried in thoughts like amnesiac

Carrying on off the beaten track

Wanna hate the game

But the game don’t stop

Hanging up a fed

When the charge don’t drop

Put the body bag

In the parking lot

Anarchy season

I’m purging the crop

Bitch what do you got

And what do you need

Changing the spot

Still fixing the fiends

You on the block

I’m in the beast

She gave me top

She begging me please

Popping out my eyes

Underground

Buried wishing I could die twice

All the signs tell me necromancy’s nothing for the wise

Make a fucker re think when my body starts to rise

Drop shackles

Bars down

Try you’re never leaving

Never detract a motion

I catch you and you ain’t breathing

Doubling down the sentence

The words that you are deceiving

The pillars you believe

Leave you in the gutter grieving

I scale the mind

Blocked all that you got

Every word means your losing your spot

Thick in the veins

But the blood doesn’t clot

Hemophiliac burdens concern you

But don’t give a fuck

Back

Every second I lack

Never see me like the zodiac

Buried in thoughts like amnesiac

Carrying on off the beaten track

Kill bill I cut off head

If we talking

I’m here to collect

Putting you down

In affect

While I’m pulling

Ya tongue out ya neck

Medical I might inject

Fuck reality

I been a wreck

Taking a break from the stress

Means I’m putting a hole

In ya chest

Termination when i pull up

I eliminate ya kin

Said I’m picking up reality

My life is growing thin

Finished w that bitch I gave her man

A Chelsea grin

Bullets they be thumping

Drum stick sound like Chelsea grin