Yeah, Kill Bill
6:36 and no [?]
Been smoking since 10, now I’m feeling like a centipede
Heavily intoxicated, [?] cross-faded
I swear to God I see Jesus, ’cause Lucifer couldn’t make it
Atmosphere is enabled and different means to finagle
Too high to drive and too hungry for bagels
Let it marinade in your skull, marmalade on the tongue
Falling out to the boy, could get peach girl from the slums
Getting into these drugs, purpose another addiction
Hit the blunt until I’m slumped, and defunct mathematicians
Divide half the prescription, I’m gunning to overdose
Seize the coke is in the nose
Boogers now been moving slow
And I’m looking for a way out
Another means to know if [?] the hole was just a fiction that we own [?]
Trapped in the acceleration, gunning for a change
The target on my back is just madness ascertained (yeah)
The target on my back is just madness ascertained
The target on my back is just madness ascertained
So when we ride it’s for you, you, you
(The target on my back is just madness ascertained)
I do this for the crew
Don’t let it slide, what it do, do, do?
(The target on my back…)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We do just what it do
Cicadas stop buzzing
I say it’s not nothing, dropping points of discussion
It’s disgusting how it grows out the cracks, gross out attack
Moss inside the crevice, what a sickly point of reference
Join in beverage, we consume til the doom
We could spoon on the moon, yet, we muddy from the womb to the tomb
It’s terrestrial. Never let a homie get the best of you
’cause homies only homies when you got the greenest vegetables
Time, time and years is what they invest in me
A promise is only worth its owner’s integrity
I put it down, now I’m rushed, got me all out of whack and stuff
All these people wanna see me ball out and rapper stuff
Acting up, feeling like my drive and my passion sucks
Rooster in my ‘rari blaring out the damn Acura
I sonned ’em now I b*st*rd ya, that smarmy kinda silly talk
Wolves in the room, I got an army and a penny stock
Gang, Gang affili’, out the car we let the semi bark
Brangdang, it’s silly, do the dang thing with Billy, I’m a wreck
The first one was a good one
Walking with the zombies, feel like Hershel in the hood, son
Boog one, I’m uninspired as hell
I’m screaming, “Where my dogs at?” I’m finna die in a well
Get your ducks in a row, eggs frying in hell
I got a Monster in the tank, I got a Tyrant to sell, ya b*t*h
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
The target on my back is just madness ascertained
The target on my back is just madness ascertained
So when we ride it’s for you, you, you
(The target on my back is just madness ascertained)
I do this for the crew
Don’t let it slide, what it do, do, do?
(The target on my back…)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We do just what it do
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