[Chorus: CYBERDRIP$]
Been knocking at yo' door, sending bullets through your roof
You can find me on the block, yeah, I been hangin' like a noose
Been around the map, been gettin' cash, go get a clue
Came to run it back, I pull the mask up they gon' shoot
Pull off, it’s dark, I’m masked again
Blunt smoke turned to ash again
Watch out, watch out, don’t worship him
Came up from the mud, arose again
[Verse 1: Witchouse 40k]
Pa-pa-pack up on me, keep a Glock around it
'Bout my business, money on me countin'
From the bottom, came up out the coffin
All these pussies talking, but they never bout it
Hands on yo' jaw, leave 'em toothless
Keep that Glock on me, knock out his tooth quick
Crop his crew from the picture, they mеmories fall When I see 'em, I’m lеaving 'em lucid
I been stacking up tall, see that bitch in the room, and she give me good brain like a student
Free all my brothers from outta they cell blocks
I stay protected, no scars only bruises
Feel like I’m D. Rose, you know that we shoot quick
I’m back in my zone
I keep me a Glock, I’m not moving alone
I come from the block, had to make it up out, went through hell as a kid, since a jit I been grown
Blech
Been knocking at yo' door, sending bullets through your roof
You can find me on the block, yeah, I been hangin' like a noose
Been around the map, been gettin' cash, go get a clue
Came to run it back, I pull the mask up they gon' shoot
Pull off, it’s dark, I’m masked again
Blunt smoke turned to ash again
Watch out, watch out, don’t worship him
Came up from the mud, arose again
[Verse 1: Witchouse 40k]
Pa-pa-pack up on me, keep a Glock around it
'Bout my business, money on me countin'
From the bottom, came up out the coffin
All these pussies talking, but they never bout it
Hands on yo' jaw, leave 'em toothless
Keep that Glock on me, knock out his tooth quick
Crop his crew from the picture, they mеmories fall When I see 'em, I’m lеaving 'em lucid
I been stacking up tall, see that bitch in the room, and she give me good brain like a student
Free all my brothers from outta they cell blocks
I stay protected, no scars only bruises
Feel like I’m D. Rose, you know that we shoot quick
I’m back in my zone
I keep me a Glock, I’m not moving alone
I come from the block, had to make it up out, went through hell as a kid, since a jit I been grown
Blech
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