Lyrics:
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son
go out like the last bitch!
Heh, five-oh's on my ass main
They know me by the face, but they don't know my last name
Now I'm back on the case
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
smooth
And on T.V. act nice
Saw,that's what you shouldn't have said
Now I'm so mad I'm busting veins in my forehead
You want to get off,come on let's rock
When my V8 Hellhound roars to life
You better hide your children and hide your wife
And when I put my foot down to the floor
My hound will bark so
the breadknife
Grandma wake up
And scene
Across the pond In a little town
Lived the short stout Bobby Brown
Cut his grass With a sharpened axe
Never paid a dime
answer the phone, don't open the door, don't try to escape
It will take your breath away... all of it
By sword, by pick, by axe, bye bye
I warned you not
We've sold our souls for bloodlust, fear, and greed
Slaves to corporatocracy the nine to five grind to survive
This goddamn rat race fueled by lies
The only time I flirt with her
Not to be V.I but this is B.I (B.I)
Me and G.I be watched by the P.I's
See why we can't finish together
I'd rather do
The only time I flirt with her
Not to be V.I but this is B.I (B.I)
Me and G.I be watched by the P.I's
See why we can't finish together
I'd rather do
tracks
He grabbed her by the hair, she broke his jaw it cracked
More cops arrived, they both bloodied down by the five
Wildest niggas just smilin'
the forest, police trying to catch me but I've got another story
6 bullets in? versus 60 axes ours. Can you do the math, you will never make it out.
Hidden in
it half in two
Thirty-five cents a day for drivin' steel
Sweat, sweat boy, sweat, you owe me two more swings
I was born for driven steel
Well John
to hide
You're being chased through the woods by a murderous rapist
You know how it's gonna end, ever heard of Jason?
The terror your facin' gonna cost you
to hide
You're being chased through the woods by a murderous rapist
You know how it's gonna end, ever heard of Jason?
The terror your facin' gonna cost you
2021 ain't no motherfucking fun
Suicide is rampant, by overdose or guns
Covid fucked up business, families running outta funds
Bodies of Native
follow me, I run, I run)
I've been driving around your side of this town
Like nine frickin' hours and forty-five minutes now
Finally, I found your new
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
(follow me, I run, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I've been driving around your side of this town
Like nine frickin' hours and forty-five minutes now
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
Help is on the way (They said they said)
Help is on the way (They said they said)
One by land, two by sea, right there in front of me
Help is on the way
After five long years of tryin to be a star
I sold my axe and I quit them bars
Got a real job fixin trucks and cars
Had a couple new mouths to feed
of the Imperium assembled before the towering cyclopean walls of ancient Gul-Kothoth. It was some time before the billowing dust cloud raised by the massed arrival
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