CRYPTIC MACK - DIVIDE & CONQUER

junt i decided to spit on. 

Anotha day
Sit and wait
Hit a lick
Give or take
Run it up
Betta duck
Hit a junt
I hit the weights
Don’t give a fuck what you think
rather smoke a blunt and drink
away the sorrow and the pain
serrated is the fuckin blade
feelin like I’m on the brink of disorder disarray
day by day gone in a blink of an eye
it makes me think that if I
want it gotta get it so
stay out my fucking way.
Listen up mothafucka
I’ve been summoned here to slay
reppin Triple 6 
bitch ‘til I’m layin in a grave
Slummin’ from the 909
where the demons kept me sane
mothafuckas wanna test
ten toes, point blank 
ana on my fuckin chest 
’96 with the tank
I Put a hole up in yo brain
cuz the demons takin ova me 
Kill a bitch mentality
Put ya face up on a tee

CRYPTIC MACK - BETTA DUCK

CRYPTIC MACK - DIVIDE &  CONQUER (INTRO)

At the calling of the crow
Grab the blade it’s time to go
Put ya body in a hole
Feel the hatred as it grows
Into the night
We creep and crawl
‘til we hear a body fall
Castin judgement to the river
Break a bitch n kill em all
bust a mothafuckas lip
If I hear ‘em talkin shit
Demons in my fuckin’ soul
Now I gotta pop a bitch 
Manipulate
The lies that conjure in this 
World only exist to terrorize
The devil whispers in my ear
To never fear
We runnin wild
Can’t you see
Everybody fuckin’ bleeds
Manic pressure in the mental
Leave the masses hangin’ high
Don’t fuck with me, bitch
I left the body leakin in the gutta
Head split
Blood is drippin out his eyes
No need to see what happens next
devil shyt, eternal bump
Don’t care what happens to the rest
No remorse for what I’ve done
I’m talkin’ homicidal
Threats will disappear
So say goodbye
To the life you knew before
Know the phonk will never die
It feeds the demons n my soul