GET BUCK

Get buck, mothafucka, you a bitch
Coming up out of the sewer, no turtle shell
But blade i have equipped
For my enemies, they bleed
Cut em up, then leave em stiff
Tossing the bodies up overboard
Zetta creeping out the mist

On my motherfucking devil shit
Triple six, i’m hell sent
Leaving bitches headless
Torture chambers, darkness of abyss
Murder clouds my brain
Got the urge to make a stain
Pack that plastic pistol mane
I put that teflon in your brain

For thеse bitches on my nuts
Hear my bеats they getting buck
You got a problem knuckle up
Yeah motherfucker say wassup
You ain’t fucking know me cuz

Coming up out of the crypt
Stay blowing smoke up in this bitch
Leaving my body to rot, my soul trapped
It stays lurking in the mist
Coming up out of the depths of hell
Where the ILL MINDED MILITIA dwell
I chill with MUDAH, MILFORD, D, myself
Light up a blunt as we kick our sounds

Motherfucker you gon listen hoe
Kick it through your headphones
Feel the bass knock you out cold
As we steal your fucking soul