Lyrics: Don Chief
Instrumental: Don Chief
Lyrics:
[Intro]
I'm the type of psyhopath
that sucks up all your energy
i show up in the club with no beat
just my own two feet
I don't even need a microphone
I'll shout it from my vocal cord alone
When i'm around you how about you
learn to put your hands up
[Verse 1]
heard you wanna dance whut
I ain't about the fast buck
i'm paintin' on a canvas
you're ambushed
in the club
heavy dose of alc blood
let me toast without mugs
roll it up and let me roast the outcome
...
roll it up and let me roast the outcome
how can you tell me i'm wrong when i'm right
when i'm holdin' the mic with this embolded
excited attitude
and i've sold it to buy bread
the day before the day that I lie dead
on the curb to the side left
like I ain't been assigned next
it's best to decide yes
if it's the test or to fly stressed
cuz my chessed seems to be decompressed
I gotte get my head back up
get a leg back up in the door
cuz I don't like on the bottom floor fakin'
rather go back home in my moms basement
fuck my old charm
this time around i'll try hatered
for ya fake shit rappers that waste spit
on the filter we all shapeshift
but it's the real shit
that make ya feel this
it's no illness it's real life
blood sweat and sacrafice
no love it's bad advice
for ya cat catchin'
backstabbin' rats and mice
[Chorus]
faggots that ask for dick and don't suck
bitches that get ya digits strictly for the purpose of the gold rush
niggas that quick to bus but they ain't even know bruv
this is for my people that still kick up dust with no bucks
[Verse 2]
this world is fucked up
and I ain't tryina make it better
for the ones that come after us
forget the math like plus?
whut you talking bout
one and one is two?
but with your open mouth
you got a workin' pair of lips
that output the bullshit
i wound up in school big
but left the skip
and now i'm a two bit
nobody with no jobby
fuck ya whole party
we know you all lobby
for your businesses' self interest
I figured the net witness
is illiterate and fearin' the systems
that get em' the emprison the decision to get some
sufficiency in life and show the finger to this one
we all know it's a fight and that the gloves are off pistons
if politicians are your problem
realise you are one in theory
cuz people seem to not hear each other
and scuffle over dumb shit
elect the next bitch that run with it
and pick ya pocket while you cunts itch
[Chorus]
faggots that ask for dick and don't suck
bitches that get ya digits strictly for the purpose of the gold rush
niggas that quick to bus but they ain't even know bruv
this is for my people that still kick up dust with no bucks
[Outro/Scratches]
faggots that ask for dick
bitches get ya digits strictly
niggas that quick to bus
