Dragon Z (of Firing Squad)

[Intro: Z]
So everybody wanna be a chopper these days huh?
Everybody got a dragon mouth, its crazy
Brainsick man, do it right or don't this shit you know?

[Verse 1: Z]
They wanna toke it like a dragon but they heart start bitchin' up
Never walked the block in the car harping it up
Never got jumped in the car park tented up
Always got drunk and went hard from the shoulders up
Recline me, how the pedal was so fluffy in the blood
They wouldn't touch it when a bunch of my semen was on they tongue
Telling her "be disgusting", I'm not even needing to run
I'm been beat seeking these funds with a meat cleaver for lungs
Chopping has hit this head like I'm hitch-hiking, a bum
But I really walk around with a backpack full of drugs and guns
Doing it most my life, I'm making tons of runs
Brainsick in my mind I'm what the devil was
That's why I walk across this earth like I rised out my hearse
With a blunt stick lit with the side of the curb
You think I really give a fuck what they think of my words
I'll break their pals in this herb when this mic gets mur
I murdered
I've been chopping it from the heart before this shit was even called that
Had this fucking game, need to choke on a ball-gag
Couple hundred Prozacs
Sniff, I was small
Bet your mesh shorts are hazmat suits, with no Evans