I got a rap habit I try to relax
But then I relapsed and now i’m back at it
Like a crack addict, pants sagging
Ride matching my red and black classics
Mad patterns
Black cap backwards snapback swagging!
Something in my rapsack for you flapjack faggots
I leave ya
Snapback tatted when I clap that cannon
Tryna jump on the back of my Amtrack carriage
I’ll have a n**** looking like I threw a Flashbang at him
Shocked as fuck and free my n**** Nightmare cos they locked him up
Im dropping dubs one after the other like an omnibus
Whats the rush? where you gonna run too when the monster comes
No stopping us drop a bomb on you worse than hiroshima
This ain’t leisure its demonic possession
A lot of my melodic methods are hotter than pepper
Stop being clever
You wanna be better watching my setup
And i’m just tryna find a way out like i’m locked in a cellar
Moment of truth
Cold and abused broken and bruised
Holding a few hopeless and blue like my souls been removed
Notice my, holes in my shoes
Still I glow like the moon
And I was drinking Special K and smoking dro as a youth
So go and fuck ya lyrics I get drunk and livid
And I summon spirits
Like…
You wanna fuck with this n**** then come and get HIM
Ganja resin
All up in my lungs i’m stressing
Enough I Wish I dies so many times now i’m like fuck a deathwish
Ice Kids dead
We were called to this giants address
A little drive in West at 5 to 10
Ice Kid was found lifeless beside his bed
Get
Used to the swagger you better man up
Ca the truth is i’m badder than you and your gang are
You wanna try and run up on me for the loot with the hammers
Then i’m a cut your fucking head off like a cuban havana
Smooth with the grammar
Too cool for the camera
Who’s in the manner?
N***** wanna try and gang up so I move with my dagger
Do what I have to ruin a hat just like a nuclear reactor
Lyrics in bundles
King of the jungle
Akuna Matata
But then I relapsed and now i’m back at it
Like a crack addict, pants sagging
Ride matching my red and black classics
Mad patterns
Black cap backwards snapback swagging!
Something in my rapsack for you flapjack faggots
I leave ya
Snapback tatted when I clap that cannon
Tryna jump on the back of my Amtrack carriage
I’ll have a n**** looking like I threw a Flashbang at him
Shocked as fuck and free my n**** Nightmare cos they locked him up
Im dropping dubs one after the other like an omnibus
Whats the rush? where you gonna run too when the monster comes
No stopping us drop a bomb on you worse than hiroshima
This ain’t leisure its demonic possession
A lot of my melodic methods are hotter than pepper
Stop being clever
You wanna be better watching my setup
And i’m just tryna find a way out like i’m locked in a cellar
Moment of truth
Cold and abused broken and bruised
Holding a few hopeless and blue like my souls been removed
Notice my, holes in my shoes
Still I glow like the moon
And I was drinking Special K and smoking dro as a youth
So go and fuck ya lyrics I get drunk and livid
And I summon spirits
Like…
You wanna fuck with this n**** then come and get HIM
Ganja resin
All up in my lungs i’m stressing
Enough I Wish I dies so many times now i’m like fuck a deathwish
Ice Kids dead
We were called to this giants address
A little drive in West at 5 to 10
Ice Kid was found lifeless beside his bed
Get
Used to the swagger you better man up
Ca the truth is i’m badder than you and your gang are
You wanna try and run up on me for the loot with the hammers
Then i’m a cut your fucking head off like a cuban havana
Smooth with the grammar
Too cool for the camera
Who’s in the manner?
N***** wanna try and gang up so I move with my dagger
Do what I have to ruin a hat just like a nuclear reactor
Lyrics in bundles
King of the jungle
Akuna Matata
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