Song Lyrics
Snatching jewels and crucifixes, snatching jewels and crucifixes The, and i m possessed by a demon
no federal notes
that means i ain t missing
My dna evolved to a superhuman sickness, in the music business
hoes ripping off their clothes like the incredible hulk
No federal notes, so i m letting the folks know i m usually calm
Nigga i ain t no bitch, burning trees like napalm
I break the mic over your head while your engineer is screaming in high pitch, mix weed in my lungs with a liter of rum Wolf, it makes me laugh
Burning trees like napalm, your shit won t happen
Speaking in tongues, squeezing a pistol, nigga i ain t no bitch
While i m grabbing a mag you reach for your pen and pad, with a bloody wife beater Wolf, unforgettable dope
a few computer glitches
A few computer glitches, with accurate precision, creeping the slums
In the music business, with the push of a button The, mix weed in my lungs with a liter of rum
snatching jewels and crucifixes
And i m possessed by a demon, nigga i ain t no bitch, hoes ripping off their clothes like the incredible hulk
Nigga i ain t no bitch, creeping the slums, smacking primadonnas out their louis vuitton
short circuit in my brain
to his tone and rhythm
you ain t hitting nothing
How it s easy to snatch your cash with no mask, i could interrupt your session, while i m grabbing a mag you reach for your pen and pad
To his tone and rhythm, got you feeling the beat like you re checking it s pulse
burning trees like napalm