Polar Bear... Dig deep, it’s rotten down here. [Verse 1 – PolarBearr] Graveyard breath with a .38 tucked I don't pray to no god, just load shit up Black hoodie, black lungs, and my soul's gone numb Eyes blank, I don't blink when the reaper comes Chain-smokin’ thoughts, got rust in my chest Voice sound dead ‘cause I ain’t got rest Woke up pissed, same shirt from last week Dreams full of blood, got guilt in my teeth City don’t sleep, and I match that mood Ten toes down in my fuck-you boots Never knew peace, just concrete lies Now I dance with the ghosts where the silence cries No love, no light, just pain I buried Tats on my skin like sins I married I don’t need hope, just a blade and a map To the place where I snapped and never came back They say I’m sick—nah, bitch, I’m true I ain’t change for a click or a fake-ass crew Can’t feel joy but I still feel rage Whole world’s a coffin and I cracked that cage Laugh in the dark like I’m home in the void I don't talk much, I just fill the noise Body full of scars, heart full of smoke If I make it to hell, I’m the last to choke [Hook] Drag me down where the dead still scream Where the blood don’t dry and the sins still gleam I don’t beg for peace, I was born in war You can knock, but death don’t answer no door. [Verse. NeuroGlitch] N–E–U–R–O–Glitch, has entered the graveyard. No weapons needed. My violence in bars. Grab a seat, little bitch. Let me paint ya a pitcha. Showin you what'll happen when my devils get cha. No shortage of demons in my mind. Feels like im doing hard time. Polar set this shit up so I could push my line. ADHD? Nah. More like 80 hollow points. Coming by. Flyin high. Feelin fresh off this joint. Let me get a lil something off my chest real quick. The voices in my head are telling me to bury you. Quick. Its okay. Dry your tears. There's no need for fear. Your rotting corpse on my carpet ain't really veneer. Shitty mental health, got me always writin in stories. Real life is spent instead, stacking bodies. Of my enemies, my devils and demons who keep believin. In a me they can put down. They cap me and leaving. Still I rise up and tell em "I didnt hear no bell, fam". To quote a goat. Leave em down for a 3 second tan. [Hook] Drag me down where the dead still scream Where the blood don’t dry and the sins still gleam I don’t beg for peace, I was born in war You can knock, but death don’t answer no door.
