Bfgs

[Intro: billy woods]
Don’t roll no more bush, man
I don’t know what that is, that ain’t haze, it’s not hitting
Let’s do this rhyme and just go page my man, right now

[Verse 1: billy woods]
The ox is out the cage, somebody get the twelve-gauge
Better yet elephant guns, sit back watch the beef come
Like a young'n who got the best drums in the slums
Jump outs go and have they fun, the lame don’t run
Deaf, blind, and dumb, one rung from Old Testament crack bum
Speaking in tongues, but the only Bush burning is the president
Crackers really sick I got a clip full of medicine
When in Rome watch your fellow citizen
Rep dirty south and I ain’t talking Maryland
More like Nigerians swallowing heroin
Mogadishu where they kidnap Americans
Oh, no! Billy let the terror in
Ill now, I was better then like Edgerrin
Stay on lean with the dexedrine rhyme scheme
Pass the nicotine, it’s America’s team
We got bricks of deferred dreams, QPs of purple and green
Plus eighths of thorazine, make sure the needle’s clean
Niggas getting shot up, nah mean?
Supreme style fiends with mics in our jeans
Like yardies who stay with machines
Any chains out is up for grabs
I got more mobile labs than Iraq turned out not to have
Chronic in garbage bags, not to be braggin
007 jumpin out movin paddy wagons
We straight efiL4zaggiN, a hundred miles and taggin
Brass balls dragon

[Verse 2: Vordul Mega]
Yeah we in a place, check it out
Yo it’s the Vordul Mega, plus Billy
Straight up get silly, twisting Philly’s, mad woods
Everybody talking they mad hood
I’m about to get all in your engine, when I start spitting
Niggas ain’t living rough, living tough
Talk about spitting what we came from
The dirtiest dungeons, and we still here puffing
Like fuck it, with the middle up, everybody’ll
Twist they middle up, when we on the stage, with a little cup
Full of a lot of liquor, that’s how we do stick ups
Everybody get bigged up like Mario when you get mushrooms
Niggas is heroin addicts on my block like "yo where the rock"
Niggas’ll come straight up in your spot with the cops, licking shots
That’s how raw it is

[Verse 3: billy woods]
Pride before fall, mister roll it all
We wraps big fucking giants, chocolate factory need clients
So we blast with the household appliance
Those who know is silent, do the science
Like beakers, bunsen burners
Some of y'all is fast learners
Switch styles, the importance of being earnest
Oscar’s wild like the Joker might poke her
Super soak ya when we bust like black jack
Chill your veins, just talking smack
Horsing around, America lost a tower
Shots ‘round the world like a nigga who lost a key of powder
Summertime guns out, Washington Street teams
Got lines of fiends
Looks like ’86, get 86
This little piggy built his house with bricks
1600 Pennsylvania, and if the wolf blow it down
They got a secret government underground
I’ma get lost the day my stash found
Until further notice, tilt whirl crown
Slip out of town, weed heads frown when that nigga ain’t around
Outward bound
Vacuum sealed pounds, Peter Pan in Greyhound
Pretenders to the throne, just clowns