FUCKING YOUR CULTURE by $UICIDEBOY$

[VERSE I: Northside Shorty] it's that demented motherfucker i'm kicking it with my brothers repping the *59 you know GREY the fucking color my gat screaming "kill 'em, wetto, hit 'em where they lay!" smoking 'em like some indo let the pistol up and spray never could be fucked with my dick they love to suck it they calling me game 7 slick i switch a bitch like subjects pull up continental make a hoe get sentimental i got 18K in dental balling with no fundamentals michael jackson off a thriller dose hold off on the killer dose cooking up in a rental "BAM!" Emeril with the chemical northside general pull up in that benz forgis turn it something cynical anyway think i'm bout to die by anyday half high pass five rolling up that mary jay i might drop 30 like Curry with no NBA hop out Eddie Murray with the stick and let it swing away hot boy turn the block out pimping out the crack house macking up on these bitches flew a hoe to fuck from krakow my dick threw her back out packed and flew her back out been running and gunning and fucking all while tripping in a black out mane it's the killer northside guerilla mom and dad both friends and my ex a pill dealer tell me who keep it realer? there's no drug i ain't touched Basquiat you face and i Banksy your face up boy aim with your face up they clowns with no make up this me before warm ups i ain't even laced up fuck boy get your rank up robbing and dealing and homicide Spice 1 wetto from the ghetto i was born to die let 'em fry [VERSE II: Southside Shorty] ruby getting up in them gizzards neck look like a blizzard keeping an eye on these snakes in the grass so i move just like a lizard backwood tastes vanilla popping pain killers grip the .45 i feel like the grey gorilla chickenheads flocking they think i'm a quesadilla beating up the pussy i must be a lady killer papa pine break your spine rub her clit like it's a vibe now she's asking what's my sign so i threw up the *59 i'm the lord of the 7th ward pick the lock of heaven's door feel no need to settle scores leave pussies red and sore never called her back she breaking down like metalcore everybody steals my sauce like they fiending for peppercorn check the score GREY*59 5 and 0 in the 4th what a chore rolled a blunt so big we'll have to light it with a torch whip looks like it might've lost the second world war ruby such an animal 7th ward dragon when i breathe it's fucking flammable keep my click tight and isolated like we cannibals all these fucking chains you would think i'm wearing mannacles yea bitch tell what's happening dick so big i'll turn her pussy to the grand canyon all my haters pussy like i keep on smelling salmon keep it old school i might pull up with a cannon yeah bitch tell me what it is wake up with a smile picking out the right fit oj in the morning like i stabbed a white bitch every color in the fucking rainbow sucked my white dick G59Records.com

Genre

shadow rap