Rest In Piss歌詞

作詞 : Mann
作曲 : Kevin Mann
(Brotha Lynch)
Yeah I'm back up in this ************
For the 9 whatever the ****
You know I ain't dead yet
I'm with my real loc ******
I was a dead man, walking they say, so every night I hit the gates
Load the AK and post up, in the window till come day, anyway hey
I feel the payback simmering in my brain
but thoughts of death cloud my mind
As my ****** is gone away many clips and 24 riches, packed
but who really got my back
now that them ****** done hit the grave
I'm killing them off for the olds days
24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple cush and make me sicker
than sick and even get Ripgut Cannibal if you wish
cause ***** it's EBK everyday all day to the day I die
I'm creepin through yo set with a mini mac 10
AR15 rugga with a 12 guage pump in the trunk
and a black beany disguise
That ***** that you can't see jus kuz of dem glocks and locs
over my eyes crept like a black cat with a mac
with a mac 10 in my lap and a fat sack of that crack
took a hit of that **** and seen some ****** with a 4-5
So I let 'em have it bounce to the O you know trippin
on that Indonesian **** and a 9 millimeter for you to dump
and put one in your ***** and put her in her grave
with that empty 40 ounce bottle and don't leave a drip
then bounce to that ounce
with a lack and a mac and a fat pack sack of dat indo ****
I'm sicker than sick them ****** gotta admit when I
grab my **** you either gone or get caught with a hot one
***** so rest in piss
(Chorus)
Just call me Agent Double O Deuce 4 Blocc
I got that 9 milli glock and ready to put one in your knot
"Rest in Piss" (****) (repeat 4x)
(verse 2)
(Brotha Lynch)
From the rep of the depth of the double O
duece foe block with a glock in my pocket
full of that sess you betta wear a bullet proof vest
When I'm match your set betta pack you a tech
cause I'm at your neck with a clip full of that ****
***** don't trip when i put one in your **** that Ripgut Cannibal
Hannibal **** ***** nuts and guts all over my chest
and stomach running with no slack threw my strap in the back
twist me up a sack and I'm back at the Garden Block
kicking it with maniac the ***** that a maniac sicker than sick
when a clips in progress put on the ground
with a brain full of them nine slugs read him in Reader's Digest
uh I found a new love trickeling in my brain half of the doja
half of the OE half of the fact that I am insane *****
it's that duece foe blockster
where ****** never put their glocks up
and get their cocks sucked ***** you just can't stop us
loc to the brain insane with a main game that will maintain
untouchable cut your throat and leave you in the street
with a lynch around your throat ************
cause you ain't got no love foe the block
pop gotta hot foe that 24 street block
***** that took a shot rest in piss
(Chorus)