歌词
You ******* with rilla
With no need for a pistol
I'm swinging the K
Killa man day
Murder Miami
We feeding your family, let bodies decay
Come in with status, that MAC automatic
I'm rapping a custom throw the plastic
I come through with gadgets
I turn you to ashes
Right before you die, throw his ass in the lake
Triple six ritual, what can I see
The black silhouette, nothin' but X
New era underdog, never neglect
When I get done, I buy them the Tec
Living more, killing more
Money percentages, play with my paper
I cut off your neck
Yuh, yuh
My hell is never ending
I been living with the devil on my shoulder
Ain't a human that's colder than me
Hotter than me, you can't reach my degrees
I don't read, but I do release magazines
I got a chapter for all of you maggots
I'm an underground kernel
Life is eternal, death is inferno
We don't ******* with you
You don't ******* with us
Please don't cross the line
Still walk around with a fat lip hoe
She bust out the *******, she make it explode
She jump on the *******, put a strain on my back
Yuh
I hold that strap, I never lack
My momma think I'm a maniac
I cannot slack
Putting rappers in body bags
I hold that strap, I never lack
My momma think I'm a maniac
I cannot slack
Word to Miami
We feeding your family
Let bodies decay
I hold that strap, I never lack
My momma think I'm a maniac
I cannot slack
Word to Miami
We feeding your family
Let bodies decay
I hold that strap, I never lack
My momma think I'm a maniac
I cannot slack
Word to Miami
We feeding your family
Let bodies decay
I hold that strap, I never lack
My momma think I'm a maniac
I cannot slack
Putting rappers in body bags
专辑信息
1.Maniac