Lyrics:
A-yo, everybody get the fuck out
Right now
The Meth Lab is closed, Crystal Meth coming soon
Shout out third Digala
I fly in colours from richer palettes.
Famous artists running scared as worlds as worlds collide.
Don't wake me: I'm falling.
Slow spiral into
Yeah, oh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
We comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab
Bitch, we comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab
We comin' from The Meth
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In conjunction with Meth Lab Studios and Hanz On Music Entertainment
Stayed
Weather report: I don't know how it is outside but in the Meth Lab, sure is cloudy
I got bugs in my skin
I got dirt in my hair
I've been living alone
In the same underwear
Meth mouth meth mouth meth mouth
Come get your drugs from my
Hello? Are you there?
Hello? Hello? Hello?
See Meth, see that's exactly what I'm talking about
You ask me to call you and you can't even answer
Murder waits inside the wedge
Sharpening it's sickle edge
Spading forks, increasing spin, screaming tin
Ruby slippers, tap ya heels in a spiral
started, f*** it, just get it started?
These trash talking artists is nothing, n****z is garbage
When Meth strike his target, leave it dearly departed
His
ambulance out
Ya whole team'll get bombarded
Ya on target, and bombed by some unsigned artists
We leave ya hair cut like a blind barber
Cut it, and gave
Let's come together for the stimulation
Meth Tical hit 'em with the stimultaion
I got 36 styles on my mind
Keep it real
Shaolin represent
Let's smoke meth and ride some jet skis
It's six am bro we smoking meth
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
Parliament cigarettes
Smoking meth in the back of your truck
Parliament cigarettes
Smoking meth in the back of your truck
the artist's eye
Maybe only birds can fly
The man must be insane who knows
A mind alive with images so strange
So close but never rode the sky
Watching
ambulance out
Ya whole team'll get bombarded
Ya on target, and bombed by some unsigned artists
We leave ya hair cut like a blind barber
Cut it, and gave
get bombarded
Ya on target, and bombed by some unsigned artists
We leave ya hair cut like a blind barber
Cut it, and gave you a line with fine markers
the meth)
It's hypnotic (He's got the meth) joe Exotic
Big explosion
Competing with others, it's nasty
(He so nasty)
Tight jeans on and his brace goes
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