Song Lyrics

How the trip never stops
On and on, it's beyond insane
Why I set myself up
In a raging sea of flames?

You're fit ta learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
Madness chaos in the brain
Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you mane
You got no business questioning a thang

Never not on it, leanin' so hard you're ashamed
You can't dismiss this sick transmission huffs your brain
Exhale your will and forget I ever knew you
F*ck do you do?
F*ck a man wit hips for hulu
Rack a snitch chalk and cue you
Corner pocket consume you
Too many hoes in my
Too many hoes in my muthafuckin' meal
Askin' if I know how a muthafucka feels
How a muthafucka feels
Slit them, choke, flip them boat
Dead bitch float swollen corpse
No remorse navigated off course
Of course I can make you scream but if you ask for more
Bullshit matador grab the floor whip it cracked to all fours
You whimper while I check my phone
Who's next assassin roam
Music drifts, I have no home
Choose this life, you're on your own

You're fit ta learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
Madness chaos in the brain
Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you mane
You got no business questioning a thang
Swallowed way too much
Couldn't handle it, I fell
Down a spiral staircase winding ta hell

F*ck it, now I can't quit, will never be the same
I got that attitude, you got no thang
I'm fit ta hurt you, gives a f*ck about the way I move weight
Dark matter flu state of consciousness
Blew straight through, you won't do shit
But beg me to do this
Again and again and again and again
Strangler clutch sine wave deconstruct
My way or no way bangin' hey makin' lust
Lucid nut shake, shake it up
Booyakah
You're a bitch made to be crushed
Came like what now you crave my touch
Flat busted on front street cake cuppin'
Say you wasn't lion mane
I done been done with tame
Headhunter f*ck the fame
Switch lanin' ripper slangin'
Hit me nuclear wind at my back
Smokin' goldfish at the photo mat
Load my clap-clap can't trust 'em, never did
What it is

You're fit ta learn the proper meanin' of a beatdown
Madness chaos in the brain
Let my blood, flow make my blood flow through you mane
You got no business questioning a thang

Zachary Charles Hill, Stefan Corbin Burnett, Andrew Morin

The duration of No Love is 5:04 minutes and seconds.