1.Tongue Kissing
Should I start describing details
should I let my pen to keep these pages burning?
pain is my best friend
soon it’ll take me to the trip of my end
Hello! Rhinos in the chinos
don’t lock horns, everyone’s gangsta here
They shaking sprays making graffiti’s for taking the grudge
instead for revolution
every other day I got encounters with grim reaper
felt like me and grim reaper keep tongue kissing
felt like me and grim reaper keep tongue kissing
like every other day, like every other day
felt like me and grim reaper keep tongue kissing
sounds so gayish
imagine yourself being 11
having razor on your neck
just for two bad words of exchange
Haha! isn’t that crazy, well that’s a trailer
we don’t have gunners
dey using razor, knifes, machetes and blades
I still remember those days
like it happened yesterday
when I beat 4 bastards alone
while ridin’ on my bicycle
and they back with 20 muthafuckers
that’s hella rampage, time to runaway
instead of showing them your rage
instead of showing them your greatness
instead of showing them your coolness
well that’s some real ghetto talk
felt like me and grim reaper keep tongue kissing
felt like me and grim reaper keep tongue kissing
like every other day, like every other day
felt like me and grim reaper keep tongue kissing
sounds so gayish
we the kids from ghetto gutter
nobody could measure our hunger
money, passion, power, poison and thirst
timeout, ain’t have time for fun
flexin’ chains, cars or rap ’bout guns
lemme tell you why your day ones,
day twos are still with you
you gave ’em guns, food, work benefits
in order to stay with you
feds, states don’t give a fuck about what you eat
or how you breathe
made wages from war
and preach us ’bout peace
geez, should I apply the brakes
or do I need to be a little flatter?
Calculate your stakes,
Claim what’s yours whatever it takes
grass is greener, sky is smoggy
Could we deserve a Green Day?
or we keep pulling our legs
for few materialistic gains
Mr.Sane Who’s to Blame?
Dey deceive you and say dey unpredictable
What’s Happiness?
When you know at least you’re Breathing, Nah!
What’s Happiness?
When you know it’s your last breath
Like a full stop after every sentence
Felt Like me and Grim Reaper keep tongue Kissin’
Felt like me and Grim Reaper Keep tongue Kissin’
like every other day, like every other day
Felt like me and Grim Reaper keep tongue kissin’
felt like me and Grim Reaper keep tongue Kissin’
sounds so gayish
Final Round, Literally Ill from Baskerville
what you spit is senseless still
there is a kill hidden under my skill
Stop your muthafuckin’ mouth
coz you don’t pay my bills
there is a hill hidden under the chill
spillin’ beans ’bout my parent on social media
Ever been to GlassHouse? Do you have any Idea?
LeatherFace or Double Face?
I’ll change the face of your base with my baseball bat
Helluva ClickBait
Don’t bore me with your fake gobbled up stories
I’ll do this, I’ll do that lullabies
Tough talk on the beats
It’s been a month since your sh!t is out
But where you hoes at?
still hidden under your progeny (Now You give a Fuck)
Yeah imma broke ass bitch
but i’ll fuck your booties in the bikinis
Yeah imma broke ass bitch
but your sides and mains are subliminal ’bout me
Yeah imma broke ass bitch
but you ’re rich
Here my address is
It’s 603, T2, Panchsheel Hynish, GNOIDA
i’ll be waiting for you with my Chainsaws and machetes
puttin’ your nose in other bussiness
skimming through others’ beefs
just for few brownies
How Cheap!! your leather jacket
I’ll body bag you within the brackets
will put your flesh in my fruit basket
I don’t need cracks
pussies, fags or lumberjacks
to be Illest me to deal with these scumbags
you write me an album
I just end this shit in a song
don’t wake my demons by writing stuff about my mom
don’t push me to the shove
I’m already on the edge
Sh!t I just made an outro sound like a verse
