[Intro]
Casket music
Casket music
[Verse 1: Godemis]
Yeah, uhuh
It's killer city, anyone'll run up
You from around here, I ain't gotta tell you to duck
With very little unity, it's really never enough
People in the community don't band together enough
We all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty
Even your baby mama tripping, kid got a Twist-Tie
And look at the list why
Niggas are not feeling me
Tryna live free and take zero accountability (Hold on)
Ya lie to kick it, you're probably wicked as Hillary
And she who does not feel me is just not real to me, dick tease
The nicest on the mic, tell the bitch please
Would you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees?
I'm on a high, I might be flyer than Chris Breez'
And I would never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez
I'm wise enough to know to just let a chick leave
And use the time to find and grind the methods to getting cheese
[Chorus: Wrekonize]
I got a couple buddies that'll cross on ya border
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bat's flying up inside close quarters
You can't keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn't for the radio, this single won't be popping
This is true grit, it's lived for you to bash to it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music
Casket music
Casket music
[Verse 1: Godemis]
Yeah, uhuh
It's killer city, anyone'll run up
You from around here, I ain't gotta tell you to duck
With very little unity, it's really never enough
People in the community don't band together enough
We all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty
Even your baby mama tripping, kid got a Twist-Tie
And look at the list why
Niggas are not feeling me
Tryna live free and take zero accountability (Hold on)
Ya lie to kick it, you're probably wicked as Hillary
And she who does not feel me is just not real to me, dick tease
The nicest on the mic, tell the bitch please
Would you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees?
I'm on a high, I might be flyer than Chris Breez'
And I would never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez
I'm wise enough to know to just let a chick leave
And use the time to find and grind the methods to getting cheese
[Chorus: Wrekonize]
I got a couple buddies that'll cross on ya border
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bat's flying up inside close quarters
You can't keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn't for the radio, this single won't be popping
This is true grit, it's lived for you to bash to it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music
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