Woah
If they want smoke
Send em out the door
Flow wet as the water hold me under til I choke
On the low
You been you been poking shit you never should’ve poked
Got a choker on my throat
I make em crack like fucking coke
Bangalore
If you want smoke
Fire in the hole
That’s a bet
Hard like Dark Souls
Blow for fucking blow
Permadeath
Better watch your breath
Hades where you go
On that Dead Cells shit
Trade your corpse to the Collector
Atе the pomegranate
Now I’m chilling in hеll
Nightshade on my lapel
And a blade on my belt
Feel like Draco Malfoy
Got you under my spell
Hard not to feel regret once the devil is dealt
What you believe?
Take your pick
But they’re lying to you if they say I’m not the shit
Yuh
Coming back
Better watch your six
Grab you by your heel
And throw the body to the Styx
Dunk a motherfucker
Call Lassie the collie
And I wear a black belt
Like I practice karate
Now I’m all over the money like the Illuminati
And they want what I got
Just like oil from Saudis
Veronica
Saw your bullshit’s pale
On your knees
Enemies sipping bleach cocktails
Betty Finn type
But I talk like JD
Put the coat on
Now I feel like James Dean
Skrt
Til I crash
Lazy motherfucker but I never made a song half ass
In the dirt
Now that’s in the past
I’ll erase your influence
You’ll fly your little flag half mast
Shit
I haven’t slept in a month
Black blue ‘neath my eyes look like I got punched
I feel like a character straight outta Tim Burton
Or maybe fight club
Damn, where’s my Tyler Durden
Hold
If you want smoke better hit the floor
My clique fuck you up in cloaks
Wish that was a joke
You know it’s a shoe in
This no toe to toe
In the studio and tired
But still going allegro
If they want smoke
Send em out the door
Flow wet as the water hold me under til I choke
On the low
You been you been poking shit you never should’ve poked
Got a choker on my throat
I make em crack like fucking coke
Bangalore
If you want smoke
Fire in the hole
That’s a bet
Hard like Dark Souls
Blow for fucking blow
Permadeath
Better watch your breath
Hades where you go
On that Dead Cells shit
Trade your corpse to the Collector
Atе the pomegranate
Now I’m chilling in hеll
Nightshade on my lapel
And a blade on my belt
Feel like Draco Malfoy
Got you under my spell
Hard not to feel regret once the devil is dealt
What you believe?
Take your pick
But they’re lying to you if they say I’m not the shit
Yuh
Coming back
Better watch your six
Grab you by your heel
And throw the body to the Styx
Dunk a motherfucker
Call Lassie the collie
And I wear a black belt
Like I practice karate
Now I’m all over the money like the Illuminati
And they want what I got
Just like oil from Saudis
Veronica
Saw your bullshit’s pale
On your knees
Enemies sipping bleach cocktails
Betty Finn type
But I talk like JD
Put the coat on
Now I feel like James Dean
Skrt
Til I crash
Lazy motherfucker but I never made a song half ass
In the dirt
Now that’s in the past
I’ll erase your influence
You’ll fly your little flag half mast
Shit
I haven’t slept in a month
Black blue ‘neath my eyes look like I got punched
I feel like a character straight outta Tim Burton
Or maybe fight club
Damn, where’s my Tyler Durden
Hold
If you want smoke better hit the floor
My clique fuck you up in cloaks
Wish that was a joke
You know it’s a shoe in
This no toe to toe
In the studio and tired
But still going allegro
( MINIVAN HELSING )
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