Dig

Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing I would love to beat the face Of any motherf**ker that's thinking, they can change me White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold If you're wanting a piece of me, I'll break the motherf**king mold I'm drowning in your wake Shit rubbed in my face Teething on concrete Gums bleeding Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing I struggle in violated space Sell out motherf**kers in the biz that try to f**k me Hang from their T's rated PG insight I ain't selling my soul when there's nothing to buy I'm livid in my space Pissing in my face f**k you while you try To f**k me Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was, you ain't f**kin' changing me Dig Dig Dig Dig Dig, my, my motherf**ker Dig, my, my motherf**ker Dig, my, my motherf**ker Dig Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off a ledge Let me help you hold the clock against your head Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off a ledge Let me help you hold the clock against your head Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs Get on the plank f**k Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing Wish you were committing Suicide s*cking on a mother f**king tailpipe Dead man walking on a tight rope Limbless in the middle of a channel bombs away