MOSHPIT! (feat. RAINMAN)

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This that type shit, make you knock a nigga out quick
This that hard shit, have you fightin' in the mosh pit
This that head bop, heads knockin' in the new whip
This that real shit, fake niggas can't f*ck wit'
This that oh my, here them niggas go again
This that young bucks cuttin' up, givin' no fucks
This that get bucks, count coin, stack my paper up
F*ck a bitch, bust, swerve out, can't show no love
Ain't got no trust, heart cold as the winter breeze
Do not blame me, blame the devil that created me
Product of environment, stuck in the 3D
Strayed away from God, right where the d'evils wanted me
Where they wanted us and kept us, life is cutthroat
No compassion, for them niggas, they ain't my bros
Life's a struggle, in the matrix tryna get home
In the meanwhile, gotta get over on my folks
Just to survive, damn shame, this that house of pain
Turn you insane, demons all in the vicinity
Gettin' into me is what they want, they ain't stoppin' me
No siree, never step before a jury
They gon' kill me before they make me a prison slave
Singin' sweet chariot, all the way to my grave
As I lie in wait, for my soul, to be lifted up
Hope she's the forgiving type 'cause I'm a fuckin' sinner
This that type shit, make you knock a nigga out quick
This that hard shit, have you fightin' in the mosh pit
This that head bop, heads knockin' in the new whip
This that real shit, fake niggas can't f*ck wit'
This that oh my, here them niggas go again
This that young bucks cuttin' up, givin' no fucks
This that get bucks, count coin, stack my paper up
F*ck a bitch, bust, swerve out, can't show no love
This that real shit
Spark a fire in your soul and make you hit the kill switch
Break my fist over his skull and stomp him with some steel tips
I don't need no fuckin' gun to leave you wit' a peeled wig
I ain't fearin' for my life, bitch I'm the type to kill pigs
When that cobra rise, his spinal column gettin' drilled in
Told you I don't need a drake, but this'll make ya' field shift
Shotty caving in your face, you wanna take a real risk?
Navy seal shit, chopper bullets my clip filled wit'
Loading up them bullets buffer than you make your film glitch
Make you scream like Alex Jones, or should I call you Bill Hicks?
Draco drummin', stick'll hit you wit' a hundred real quick
Nigga this that hot shit
When them 808s start droppin' they gon' get the block lit
Everybody and they momma posted wit' a Glock switch
Every nigga on the corner got they coils locked in
Fill a pussy boy wit' dread, lil' bitch you better not snitch
Watch your mouth, boy close your jaws before you get 'em socked in
Get you popped bitch, wonderin' what you got shot wit'
Terra plane and astral plane, we go to war, bitch stop it
Astroworld, some niggas might not make it out the mosh pit
This that type shit, make you knock a nigga out quick
This that hard shit, have you fightin' in the mosh pit
This that head bop, heads knockin' in the new whip
This that real shit, fake niggas can't f*ck wit'
This that oh my, here them niggas go again
This that young bucks cuttin' up, givin' no fucks
This that get bucks, count coin, stack my paper up
F*ck a bitch, bust, swerve out, can't show no love
Aye!

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