"The Collector" lyrics

All the pain inside it's just another day
With the panic that is deep inside, it just won't go away
My mental is decaying but it's okay
UAV here to stay until the day we in a grave
All the pain inside it's just another day
With the panic that is deep inside, it just won't go away
My mental is decaying but it's okay
UAV here to stay until the day we in a grave

Yeah
Yeah we're lined up for combat
Fuck you mean just to go back?
Mental state on the coat rack
Takes sometime just to know that
When you wanna handle some business, pick a time and place
What can go wrong and the feeling strong
Put a .44 in your face
How I deal with my life, I ain't really know
Just ignorin' all my problems as they show up at my door
It's pilling up in stacks we know that shit as fuckin' pain
But I know how to hide that shit until I'm fuckin' grey

All the pain inside it's just another day
With the panic that is deep inside, it just won't go away
My mental is decaying but it's okay
UAV here to stay until the day we in a grave
All the pain inside it's just another day
With the panic that is deep inside, it just won't go away
My mental is decaying but it's okay
UAV here to stay until the day we in a grave

Coming around the mothafuckin' block in an all white 'Benz
Who want gunsmoke?
Got that 9 millimeter and I'm pressing the barrel against your mothafuckin' tonsils
And I blow out the back of your throat
Hoe, I'm not playing
I'll leave you decaying the fuck is you sayin'?
Ain't gonna lie, I been getting complacent
Trying act hard, we know that you faking homie
Walk the talk, mortified I came to fuckin' kill you pussies
My fuckin' shotgun buckin', I think I'm on to something
You best not make a fuckin' sound, UAV will come around just to put you in the ground, hoe