Crematorium Jedi Mind Tricks (Ft. Pro Dillinger)

[Intro:]

[Verse 1:]
Oh, how it get so ugly? Look...
I made sure that he bled slowly (I did)
Disrespect your mother, spit on your dead homie
Melissim OC's in the bed cozy
I ain’t 'round people that mean that I'm less lonely
I’m a king, this is customary gold (It's gold)
Keep your mouth closed, that's the customary code (Code)
You just another custy in the road (You is)
The cemetery hot and the bloody Mary cold
You just another head in the crowd (Yeah)
He waitin' on you, pa, so go ahead and get wild (Go ahead and get loud)
This muhfucka disease, he don't want tempt me
Or I will break food and then squeeze 'til the drum empty (Boo-boo-boom!)
You talk dirt, you get dirt, I will let the TECs burst (Brr)
Have this muhfucka brains all over his sweatshirt
We burn shooters and pro hoopers
Goose jackets and forty below troopers

[Hook: Sample Scratching]
Have ya team left bloody

[Verse 2: Pro Dillinger]
(It's Dilinger, bitch!)