Trizzap

Hood up now Sittin' lotus in the clouds Heart pound Cuz' I'm bout to throw it down To the crowd Whip crack- Light flash Put your cameras up now Might slash Wear a sash The katana on my back Smoke pack to relax After hackin off a wack face Superficial following Now stay up in ya damn place Race to the grave like I'm Ozzy with a sad face Sabbath everyday, stayin' godly with a glad face Carry lots of weight But it's just trash in a glad bag Stretchin' til' it breaks Then I'm escapin' out my damn cage Flexin' on you fakes Now call me Johnny With the black shades Test the fuckin crew Ya leavin' with a blue and black face, huh We doin' motherfuckin' damage Chaos placement in this damn cage It's the motherfuckin' lamb race System broken, isn't sam paid They got you lost in a red and blue cascade Red and blue lights in an esclade Red or blue blast when the tech spray Red or blue the color Of your motherfuckin' rat race We cats on attack For the motherfuckin' cash pay Watch your front and back For the motherfuckin' gat spray Lookin' caught lackin Like a motherfuckin snack bag Lays you in the grass Leave you stained for the trash bag Lays a little snack Layin' smashed like a pancake Lays a little dab Gettin' smacked like a mandrake Lil' Harry Potter lore for ya Psychedelic sorcerer Sippin' forties, fuckin whores With a pack blown like a horn Cruisin' nine - four with a package of the cabbage Or that motherfuckin' storefront glass Lookin face pressed to my cash count All you motherfuckas wanna do Is chase a mans clout