[Chorus: Sh!nki]
In Shibuya, you know we gon' run it up
Touch down, watch that, blood gonna spray
Fuck it up, it's a regular day
You ain't my brother, so get out my way
Bitch, gonna slide with the gang
Dumpin' a round and I'm lettin' it rain
Niggas gon' know that I fuck up the gang
Spinnin' the block, yeah, you know I got aim
Piercin' blood, they don't know we gon' wet 'em up
Bodies fall, they don't know they ain't gettin' up
I see blood, but that nigga ain't red enough
Watch how we slump him, yeah, niggas, we set 'em up
Yeah, bang, puttin' a curse on his head
Hands go together, we jump him again
Clap like Todo, we switch him again
Right hand, left hand, standin' again
[Verse: Drip$tick]
Huh, yeah, Chuso, I'm seein' red
Cut no promo, stackin' my bread up
Call me Yorozu, I'm dumpin' the lead
Or I let the hands go talk like Ted, huh
I got my squad on the field like, "Ten, hut"
Piercin' blood on me, cut from the neck up
Turn you to zombie, yeah, I'm dead somethin'
Got the cash on me, huh, no breadcrumbs (Yeah)
Losin' my brother, no remedy
Refill my meter, no matchin' my energy
Battery pack for his memory, jog it
You eatin' shit, human centipede, dawg
Posted in Portugal, downin' whole bottles
Like, what's in my stomach? My memory clotted
I keep me a chop like I'm Mr. Miyagi
Supernova 'bout to blow up his optics
[Bridge: Sh!nki]
Hands on hand, better pray for the prophet
My brother, we in for the profit
Bodies on bodies, we put it in our pocket
No burial, who's gonna stop it?
Sh!nki and Drip like Chosu and Yuji
My brother out here be a movie
Back in the scene, yeah, I said this the new me
Back then, man, swear they ain't knew me
[Chorus: Sh!nki]
In Shibuya, you know we gon' run it up
Touch down, watch that, blood gonna spray
Fuck it up, it's a regular day
You ain't my brother, so get out my way
Bitch, gonna slide with the gang
Dumpin' a round and I'm lettin' it rain
Niggas gon' know that I fuck up the gang
Spinnin' the block, yeah, you know I got aim
Piercin' blood, they don't know we gon' wet 'em up
Bodies fall, they don't know they ain't gettin' up
I see blood, but that nigga ain't red enough
Watch how we slump him, yeah, niggas, we set 'em up
Yeah, bang, puttin' a curse on his head
Hands go together, we jump him again
Clap like Todo, we switch him again
Right hand, left hand, standin' again
ANEMIC was produced by DIGITAL KIDS.