My shitty ass on the hook:
Back without sight
Gagged
Looking like a fuck up
But your body's got a price tag
Spinal tap
Puncture with the drain
Wipe
A clean slate
Deadass
When you medicate a hollow person
Round them all up for slaughter like a fucking surgeon
DEPTH STRIDA:
Fuckers talking shit like they be hangin in big cliques
I load the chopper rob yo daughter fuck you and your feature offer
Shooting out the helicopter watch me swervin bullets fucker
Bitch we always strive and prosper mercenaries made a slaughter
I shovel you a grave
This is your last day
Load the ak let em pray
I might fucking faint
*Hooker*
My stupid ass again:
Fraud without a face
A snap of the whip and your back into place
Make a name in all this shit
Living disgrace
But no cap on this ship
You wanna go back
Onboard the walking plank
Anchor ties the noose
And let you sink into the fucking sand
Making no excuses
Breed of sewer rat
Conditions make you a believer
Now wishing you could handle that
Knowing that i keep it all
UP MY SLEEVES
Viceroy was written by Istasha & Depth Strida.
Viceroy was produced by Istasha.