Scrub Life

[Verse 1: Young Wicked]
I-I-I can't stop
Get back you in the presence of a real scrub
Never did I give a fuck
Vicious and wicked what
I bust hella flow for the dough and the cheese
Cheeseburger and mass murder
It's worth it G
You heard of me, scrippy scrub L-I-F-E
The F.B.I. coming to try and stop A.M.B
From being free
Skeeting on the industry
Witness me rip it like netting holes and pregnancy
Come on

[Verse 2: Bonez Dubb]
Been a scrub ever since I was a young ass kid
Kicking it in the street
Yo peep when I be smoking on a spliff
Waking up in somebodies house
I'm like the saint, my fucking crib
I think the night was just a myth, I can't remеmber what I did
Creep out the house and rippеd up red Dickeys
That were passed down to me from the motherfucking sixties but quickly
I want my scrubbing ass back to the liquor store cause I'm trynna be finding me a fucking hoe for sho'
(The scrub is in the house, everybody recognize)
I'm up in and out yo ladies thighs with a sick surprise
We get your rapper
Got you bastards in a headlock
Yo girl suck my dick for weed so she the head-shop
A hemp shop
Come from the land of the bloody red rocks
Somebody call the cops, got caught
Scrubbing in the porn shop parking lot
They trynna block but I can't stop

[Chorus]
The scrub is in the house, everybody recognize
Scrub life
I can't stop
The scrub is in the house, everybody recognize
Scrub life
I can't stop
The scrub is in the house, everybody recognize
Scrub life
I can't stop
The scrub is in the house, everybody recognize
Scrub life
I can't stop

[Verse 3: Bonez Dubb]
Living it up I'm the scrub thug, don't get choked
First motherfucker look at me about to get smoked
You little bitch I'm 'bout to jack that whip and drive off a fucking cliff screaming "fuck this shit" (fuck this shit!)
I quickly realize it ain't but have to rhyme for some change
So I can take a .40 straight to my brain (fucking insane)
I'm feeling the pain of every scrub vein in mine
When you gotta pay for the LQ in nickels and dimes
That's scrub life

[Verse 4: Young Wicked]
I ain't biting you other rappers, what the fuck you even talking 'bout
If I bit you somebody would have to suck the poison out
My boy's about that axe tatted on they back
We the new 300 fighting a million fucking fags
Rumor has it that I don't freestyle flow
But I arrive at battle shows dressed in camo and ammo
To handle
Are we loading a calico raw?
Cause battle rapping don't happen when you're missing the bottom half of your jaw
Fuck y'all if you ain't feeling these Juggalo words
Gobble dick and die
Then go to hell and burn
Scrubbies earn everything we get so we coming
Fresh tats, axe tats, scrub life on the stomach

[Verse 5: Bonez Dubb]
I'm repping (scrub life)
Just like a little good smoke
Better get your bae to leave yo ass flat broke
Tattooed the fuck out
We're wicked walking down the block
Stopping only to drop my shit and take a piss on a cop
And when he tried to lock me up I make his head go pop
Then find his house and grab his wife and try to show her my cock
I know it's wrong to be on top so we come to your cities and rock
Living life that's all I got because
I-I can't stop

[Chorus]
The scrub is in the house, everybody recognize
Scrub life
I can't stop
The scrub is in the house, everybody recognize
Scrub life
I can't stop
The scrub is in the house, everybody recognize
Scrub life
I can't stop
The scrub is in the house, everybody recognize
Scrub life
I can't stop