//CHORUS//
(step foot)
Run up on yah shit
Im on the come up bitch
Run up on your shit
I got that bad itch
Don’t be mistaking i got the fake surrounded
Don’t be mistaking i got the fake surrounded
//VERSE 1//
(I think I finally lost it)
I don’t know what you want from me
I just got to keep doing me
I don’t want no fuckery
Just want you to feel the energy
//BRIDGE 1//
I don’t know feeling low
On a roll fuck some hoes
Bang some bones rip some come
I guess some thing we will never know
//VERSE 2//
What the fuck
Where you at
Who is that
I dunno I don’t care
(aghhh shit)
Never been so accurate
//BRIDGE 1//
I don’t know feeling low
On a roll fuck some hoes
Bang some bones rip some cones
I guess some thing we will never know
//BRIDGE 2//
Sway sway sway to the base
Sway sway sway to the base
Riffs riffs riffs
Riffs riffs riffs
(reek of death and decay)
//VERSE 3//
Young death put the the thunder on the block
Are we savage or are we not
Toroidal plot deconstruct bitch i speak abrupt
About these symbols i don’t give a fuck
Disinformation runs a muck civilians chasing bucks
One driven suicidal blister pop the vista stop lock
Load disappear from the barrel quicker
Life light flickers stuck in front of a mixer operating on a outdated paradigm
//CHORUS//
Run up on yah shit
Im on the come up bitch
Run up on your shit
I got that bad itch
Don’t be mistaking i got the fake surrounded
Don’t be mistaking i got the fake surrounded
//VERSE 3//
Young death banging in your system
No traditions tell yah folks to listen
Fuck the opposition weak cats keep switching up
Blow your knee caps out if you think your thug
Im another drug fuck a high Im flyer than a hidden god
In the sky poltergeist to your surprise
Popped Olly to your no comply
Pool of wisdom when your vision is running dry
The all seeing eye is trying keep me hidden
(cause they know why)
//BRIDGE 2//
Sway sway sway to the base
Sway sway sway to the base
Riffs riffs riffs
Riffs riffs riffs
(reek of death and decay)
//VERSE 4//
Hear my trunk thump body’s dumped
Shake junt fuck a crib im a punk
Fuck a bitch im a monk
Falling of the wagon drunk
Distorted cadences i spilt acid on the audience
Now were going through the same
(turbulence)
Say what you think
Fuck a blue print
Murder drips of my finger tips
Death is ignorance don’t be blind to existence
Ego split actions turning hazardous
Switching over on a axel twist