Venom (Explicit) - CASisDEAD

Lyrics by：CASISDEAD/Dora Jar

Composed by：Peter Byrne/Rob Fisher

Produced by：Felix Joseph/Michalis "MSM" Michael

Run

I wanna see you on the run run run

Chase you into the setting sun for fun watcha back boy

Sink my teeth in titanic love

Don't no you're spooky you're spooky

Inject you with my venom venom venom

Swerving through the traffic like a prat

Going sixty in a thirty in this

Aston that's in black it's in black

I'm tryna steer and rack this gak

Hit the curb

****** my tracking now I'm driving on a flat

I swear I told her it was over yeah

Came outside the crib to dirty scratches in the motor

Blowing up my microtac motorola

Can't remember if she said she's bi or bipolar

The smiley face was just an act

Now it's clear this chick is tapped

Ain't escaping this intact

Check my track record

It's just crazy I attract

Death threat up on the mirror

It's in illamasqua matte

It's cute but I don't like to laugh

Should've seen the psychopath

Driving in the cycle path

Flashbacks of when she threw the toaster in the bath

It was a shock to say the least

I didn't think she'd go that far

I wanna see you on the run run run

Chase you into the setting sun for fun watcha back boy

Sink my teeth in titanic love

Don't no you're spooky you're spooky

Inject you with my venom venom venom

Yeah

Park the v8 vantage where I live

They got tents up in the garden

They got tape outside the crib

Bloody fingerprints all on the fridge

Matching my new chick who's missing

Asked if I know where she is f**** knows

Under suspicion so I'm stressed

I know who it was

Just don't know how she got

My new address f**** 'em

Bm texting me all vexed wants

Her pound of flesh

Asking who this f***** is I

Let pick our kids up from the creche

****

Put the blower down in shock

Trouble written right through

Her like a stick of rock stick of rock

Should've clocked

Now I'm driving 'round the block

Hoping that I find them quick

Before the divers in the docks splash

Get back and she's sat on the bed

Stood and put the sushi chef kitchen knife up to my head

Little sort said she's sorry she was off her meds

Long story short apparently the wedding's end of feb

Cross my heart

Hope you die

If you're not mine I'll make you mine

Lost my heart out of time

You crossed the line oh I'll make you mine

I wanna see you on the run run run

Chase you into the setting sun for fun watcha back boy

Sink my teeth in titanic love

Don't no you're spooky you're spooky

Inject you with my venom venom venom