Animosity (Vaporwave Remix)

[Verse 1: Pisces P]
I can't understand the actions of my masterplan
How can a nigga revel in the thoughts of a dead man?
The scripts in what I hear and what I see
Now let me tell y'all 'bout this ana' build in Pisces P
I'm chiefin' on a fat sack of bud and all this hay
My nigga Skee, the mane, the Champion P
Fills the blunt and now I'm high as hell
When all of a sudden and out of the blue I hear this fuckin' crash
We started ballin', glasses fallin' on my fuckin' ass
We ran outside and checked to see about my brodies kid
That niggas gone, but he didn't count on eye-witnesses
We found him slippin' and we're trippin' in his own crib
My nigga, don't lie, just tell me straight up, man, who did this shit?
Man, don't trip, you know me well, I think I did the task
True enough, you did this shit, that's why we beat your ass
And after all this shit, he thought I was some trouble' prankster
But then he saw, [?] visions of a gangster

[Chorus: Tom Skeemask]
Visions of a gangster
(Gangster, gangster, gangster)
Visions of a gangster
(Gangster, gangster, gangster)
Visions of a gangster
(Gangster, gangster, gangster)

[Verse 2: Outlaw]
Caught up in the rap shit, passin' by the sense of a criminal
Strapped with the plastic Glock, busters, don't y'all test my nuts
Stormin' from the ghetto depths, the heart of North Memphis pits
The pimp and guns like a real nigga, trick, can't you dig it, bitch?
Don't fuck wit no thugs, poppin' slugs, muggin', druggin
Bitches kidnappin', blastin' hoes, slangin' corpses off in ditches
Lil' Trey in the road, bitch, don't test me like no prankster
Real drama for your mama, it's the portrait of a gangster
High 'til I die, psycho villain scorn, project born
Smokin' mary weed, no other side of the coin
Got no love for a lame soul, I'm low down and bound to clown
Smoked out with the family, 2Thick niggas in the Orange Mound
Packin' killer thangs, on them drugs, probably go insane
Young, and so thuggish, ruggish, It's all in the fuckin' game
Mirror mirror on the wall, reflectin' the Outlaw, mane
A-As I take the gauge, I see the vision of gangster

[Chorus: Tom Skeemask]
Visions of a gangster
(Gangster, gangster, gangster)
Visions of a gangster
(Gangster, gangster, gangster)
Visions of a gangster
(Gangster, gangster, gangster)

[Verse 3: Tom Skeemask]
It all started here about a motherfuckin' year ago
I was chillin' with my nigga LiL' Black, smokin' on some fuckin' indo
He told me the sko about my little bro
He was tryna join a gang, but I couldn't let him go, uh
But see like me, I chose the life of the streets
Not to be a player, but all about my P
I have a very strong head, and never to be misled
I had to catch my little brother before he ended up dead
Two P's in the bucket, I say "Fuck it, what you gonna do with me?"
Leave me alone, so I can be a motherfuckin' player, G
Straight out the Mound, gangster shit is what I fuckin' choose, you see
Pick up the nine, watch this nigga get blown off his fuckin' feet
Dead or alive, that's the way my life has always been
I hope the man in the sky can forgive me for all my sins
When I look at my little brother, sigh, I see the Devil seize him
Fuck this life of a gangster, it's only just a fuckin' vision