(DRAGONMANE)
It's only right I start this song off by sadly saying rest in peace
To infamous the scarecrow, causing souls (?) I respect the beast
For over 20years yes I can say
You were the best to speak
This devil shit, so mystically, so perfect till your death was reached
So R.I.P to Ricky Dunigan, but yo aside from that
Im taggin' toes of hoes to mystic styles I let you die to that
My chopper pledge to leave them bustas' dead
So I rely on that
The smoke has simply cleared
And I'm so high
So ima' fly to that
Shout out to all of them bitches with ana' that don't believe they can get dealt quick
Cannibals hogging your body
From all of my demons
They always be self-ish
The agony spreading
No calling your lord from the heavens cause he can not help bitch
Thinking you cold till I blow at your body with heat you will rapidly melt bitch
Walls stained with brains if she tryna' cross the dragonmane
Crib full of paintings that I brung' from the burning flames
Ain't got much to lose
But I've surely got a lot to gain
Light a blunt for scarecrow
Then induct him to the hall of fame
Climbing out the swamp
With the gat' just to go blast
On a fucking ho
Think you bad, get your toe tagged
Everything about your whole ass is so low class
I cause your life to end
Quicker than the wind that blow fast
Ho tryna to jump
Get a bitch that smoke like a blunt
With several worn pumps that I tote
Leave you dead for the rest
Of my demon dark hits
From the magic of the dragon ima' turn into a goat
Break of her (?)
Bitch I'm with a ho low
Fuck around with the low
(?)
Fuck around with an underground g
You'll be dragged from the neck with a (?)
Let it squeeze on your throat
Hoes talking shit like they can't get their skull cracked
Bitch im Al Capone in your home with a big bat
If you feeling buck
Best believe i take care of that
I discipline you bitches
With the bullets from my golden gat'
How about I stalk ya' with the murder weapon
Satan help me slaughter
Gotta thank him for the blessing
Bitches being handled
When they step into my session
A grin upon my face
That's just my happiness expression
Tippy toe, very much slow
When I sneak up
Shadows on the wall
Are just the shadows of the creeper
A bitch that's down to make a stain
I label her a keeper
Instantly you'll die before you get a chance to reach her
Shotty in her hand fully loaded street sweeper
Got take out them bustas'
That will very much increase the-
Murder rate
Is bound to boost your rank up to a reaper
Thank me for the knowledge I'm your genocide teacher
Taking every victim to the triple six club house
So much highs within the spot when dragon bring them drugs out
The scene is 'bout to be so far clean
Bring the rugs out
No need to fuck my carpet up
When I bust hoes with slugs out
Damn I think
Damn I think
Damn I think i'm crazed
What was satan thinking when he let the dragon out the cage
He was happy by creating me like this is what i've made
Now I'm bucking through the world
Blowing haze
Full of rage
Tag On The Toe was written by Masta Drag.
Tag On The Toe was produced by Dabbo.