tricks

magazine // juug (swampkill)

i know who fake and i know who real  
im w sum murders and they down to kill
i made dis song for sum weirdos and losers that listen to drill
im off the drugs that switch yo dimension i cant explain how i feel
he talkin down on a bro wit no second thoughts u kno ill be ready to kill
hit up my phone fo sum bands but if i dont profit then u kno its no deal
smokin on gas and im smoking thraxx and now its gettin hard to inhale 
where ever i go i aint ever sober im always off gas or a pill
i talk bout drugs cuz im really about that and i know i cannot be healed  
fuckin yo bitch and i kno she a thotta
if my hoe rich ima rob her
100 rounds in dis mufkin choppa
step everywhere in som pradas
say shit on me and im takin yo dollaz
o d i n on my collar
broke ass boy w chains made of coppa
dont make me end up in yo daughta

not breackcore, just noise

dj edgar