All black rags lika mob king, not a boss thing its a god thing
All i ever wanted them them to worship me, its an odd thing let the god dream
peace to my offspring, learn the ropes b4 leave you hangin from the palm trees, herd attilah bout to go on tour its a war thing, all i ever wanted wit these arms is to harm things
( vampire life bitch) im out for blood
free my nigga phantom nigga out my blud
underground in the trenches lets get out the mud
all my niggas on drugs dont the rush
i gotta pace myself, if i hate you you should h8 yaself
you a snitch type to do a crime n tape yaself
you a bitch type to go to jail n rape yaself
(chorus)
no ya niggas aint down to ride if they aint down to die, suicide
genocide what my kindred like, stay inside lead a simple life
i never hide lead a visiouse reich, blast his brains out he wuldnt mind
slide a nigga from the side leave his grizzle flyin
on his 3 O'clock like its pistle time
thats were danger lies you aint see the sighns?
fuck nigga i dont even read or rite
fuck nigga all i do is eat n fight
sus nigga all you do is feed the swine
thatll hav a nigga rest in peace tonight
show these fuckn fairies what the beast is like
never seen the light let me seize the mic
or play russian rullette for a piece of mind
A great, thumping beat tape with rich, textural production that summons specific moods while the beat commands your head to nod along. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2020