Straight From Limbo Russ (Ft. Bugus)

[Verse 1: Russ]
I'm coming straight from limbo
I don't know what day it is
Blunt in my mouth Johnny Walker
Thats the way it is
Motherfuck an alias I just go by Russ
Riding thru the city with mistakes in my trunk
I displaced all my luck a long time ago
Now its just skill
Minds on Pluto hands on the wheel
Damn right Russ is crazy
I'll take it as a compliment
Met a little lady she kept tellin me that I'm the shit
I call it braggadocios someone grab the roaches
Take a shot with Jesus then I passed the blunt to Moses
Like Oh My God I'm high
Fuckin devils in disguise
Tan skin round thighs brown eyes round five
Different reasons why I shouldn't even do it
But we're drinkin bombay bumpin all my music
Movin like Beyonce she sharp with every movement
But I'm feelin like I'm Kanye
So I start to lose it can you blame me?
How about we blame it on the game
Cuz this ain't me, maybe I'm a psycho
Learning how to juggle all the voices in my head
Feelin dead as I hydro ... plane
Crossing into other lanes
And the lights go ... off behind me
Remind me what I been doin
Fuck the cops I'm drunk as hell
I'm innocent til proven
That I'm guilty thinkin will they smell the liquor
Will they smell the kush
I know I just smoked a swisher
So I know I'm lookin suspect
You gonna have to prove it tho
Scotch on the rocks tell the cops
Thats the usual devils' lookin beautiful
Dancing in those high heels
Living in a crucible
Wonderin if lifes' real
Coming straight from limbo