Killing Spree
[Verse 1: Seth Lorenzo]
Take a chance, You roll that dice
See you’re soul, Shirigami Eyes
That kitchen knife Slash through you’re pride
Don’t waste you’re one & only life
Evaluate then rectify On the rise, we mesmerize
You’ve been advised, we been too nice
Lamar Jackson on Monday night I’ll risk it all just to make this life Karma a bitch & she’ll fuck you nice
I’ll be 85 Still feel alive No frozen wrist but I’m still gon shine
Rookie Vet but I’ll still survive Born
2000 but I’m way more nice
Than half yo fam, may take yo wife
And slay her right Make that a special occasion
Here’s a toast, it’s a celebration
No need to boast but I’m soo amazing These critics basic
These hoes need saving yuh
But these dreams I’m chasing yeah
Aye If you afraid to be yourself
You will never find yourself
Change is good That’s mental wealth
Even our legends need some help
Talking these bars but this ain’t the pen
Why is you talking like you is in?
You ain’t nothing but citizen
Feeling like Kira soo pass the pen
Light
Oh shit You a icon living?
I’m the chosen one That’s soo raven with the vision
Listen to my song Ima tell you how we different
These motherfuckers tripping
Best keep you’re distance
5 am when I wake up in the morning
Program time when I gotta get to storming
I can’t handle all the torment
But I’m living in the moment
You ain’t adding to you’re fortune
Then you be Lacking on the focus
[Verse 2: 4dhxh]
Y’all loving me for my semen
Paving the road that cement
Why you being so conceited
Loving me for no reason
All in my lap toshiba
They bein so bad like Shiva
I put it inside of the keister
Whipping the coffee barista
Calling me godwhen I’m lickin the cooch
Feel like Xico when I walk In the room
Pull up to show & providing the tunes
Switch up the second you decide to assume
I’m kinda gay but I still need the Poon
Feeling so Sly like a Cooper Raccoon
Travel everywhere with a pack of shrooms
Can’t catch me, I peel off like vroom
Go, Out of my way
Out of my face
If you gon stay
You will get sprayed
Tasting my skeet Ya
It’s feel so sweet
Y’all still miss me
On a killing spree
[Verse 3: YON]
Bitch it’s Y O N Go Tell a friend
You know how it goes, this never ends
Doing what I do there’s no pretend
Crafting with a passion you listening? What?
Head to the back Just to roll up a sac
Sippin on juice But they call it cognac
I got a belt so I’m whooping that ass
I'm not yo father but where ya mom at
She owe me some money for birthing a bitch
You hiding in fear so you hate how we live
All jokes aside get in where you fit in
Don’t waste yo time on hating and trippen
Every where I go I see 6 ps
Skating down the street like a 6 speed
Headed to the spot bouta blow tree
Bitch it’s yonfunjon they don’t know me
[Verse 4: Psychosloth]
Finish him, finish him
Psycho got a evil grin
I be going crazy when I do not have my medicine
Devilish devilish
Thrashin like a metal head
Psych ward mosh pit
They be scared to let us in
Reverend, reverend
Better call your reverend
He said he ain’t scared but I can tell that he really is
Killin shit, killin shit
Energy is furious
I went on a killing spree and took this shit and buried it