Lyrics
(Yeah, uh)
Plug addicts, they love rappin' with me
Zombie gang my regime
We duck the traffic of D's
So I'm chasing the speed
Another slap on my knee
Somehow I chose this rappin' instead of wrappin' a key
Mackin' the G, my shit intact so we tap with our feet
Rather unique RZA craft this immaculate beat
Blast with the heat, impact with this accuracy
Last one to sleep, just imagine what happened to me
Factory made, back to the graves and they microwaves
The type of shit to make a nigga turn the mic away
The type of shit to make a nigga take ya life away
Live now or die today, we ain't used to holidays
We ain't used to common place
We ain't got no common sense, we ain't got no confidence
Fuck a nine to five, a nigga worth the length of monuments
Lion-hearted, tiger face
Any corner, time and place, architect the time it takes
Inner-city outta state, and globally we outta space
Wait up Arc, hold up wait
Never in a sober state
100k we hold the date, I understand we overtake
Zombie Juice, coordinate
We got more dough to make
Darko nigga hold the weight, flow colder than the Dakota states
Triple OG, beats, break your fuckin' shoulder blade
Strings gliding like niggas upon a rollerblade
Killin' you niggas, pass the shovel, I'm diggin' your ditches
Pitiful, I leave you critical, under one condition
I threw my doggy off the roof, he wouldn't fetch my paper
Black Rambo, in Nike vandals, expand coke, that's not love
Glocked tucked, shooting slow motion like John Woo flicks
White doves, black gloves, cut the tongues off loose lips
Piss on your grave, suck your mother, I give two shits
Might rob your favorite rapper, momma need rent for her new whip
Never was a little nigga, signed my own permission slips
The acid hits by sunrise, niggas that's a day trip
Close your eyes, imagine if niggas lived out
Just exactly what they're rappin' and you have to stand