Letras
Listen up, wah, mothafuckin' antichrist, got the Valley lookin' like it's Palestine
Sinister as advertised, holding God accountable for letting all these parasites swarm paradise
Only blessed with half a mind, so I can't really fathom what
Must be all these capsules, I just have to trust
Rainbow drops, just another victim, now he's packing up the Citreon in disabled spots
We can pour it up until the table rots, we can snort it up until the table's gone
New Jack with the staple gun, blood all on my Air Force One's
Shouldn't push the Asian boy to hit you back, I'll eat your dog and fist your cat
Whispered in the wind, I heard it whisper back
Keep the grams stashed inside a whiskey flask and flip em for some Tyskie cans
Welcome to the Terror Dome, where we go, we've never known
Nothing's ever set in stone, cause I'm too busy getting stoned
That's that 051 shit, we may differ in appeal, but just know I run this
Lowlife drunkard on a path of rage, body bag and spade
If I say the spot's gonna blow, I'm talking hand grenades
Take a shot, better pray that it's a gamma ray
I'll be whacked on stage, wrong set, snorting K off of a Stanley blade