Hunt Us Down

Witty white Whitman
With some pretty shitty, pretty white women
Who see green like night vision, night vision, night vision
It's a shitty life from a Citi bike in a mission
I won't stop climbing til I'm Hiking in Yemen yea yea
I'm never acting like I'm pretending
When times got tough, threw on my hard hat and hiked up my denims
Left the past behind and made a right decision
A and X together and went right to behead em cut the head off
Don't blame me Ab wasn't right when I met him
He was a mastermind
Who had an axe to grind
With all the asinine trash that'll have me crafting a battle rhyme
For my travels in case a passer by
Wants to become part of the gravel on whatever path I find
Forget a casket or shrine
They'll find you perished in a basket of pines
And if you happen to survive
They'll put plaster on your back and your spine
I was distracted from brainstorm
Forecasted the overcasted skies
Faster times never past my prime
Proceed to chapter 9
Some eager hours with these beats turn my speech into meteor showers then the track collides
Can't sit back reclined
Won't relax to to pass the time
You clocking me so much should be a passion crime
Get off this sack of mine, get off this sack of mine, get off, get off this sack of mine

They came to hunt us down
Up in the underground
We came to to shut em down
You like a 100 pounds
You light in the ass, weigh about a buck
Never gave a fuck but you want to give me the run around
And there's a couple clowns that when they come around
Who want to get stomped out stomped out stomped out
Get proud, when the public loves the sound
Put your cup of brown liquor up that you guzzle down

Fuck the president
I don't like that guy
You'd have to ration his lies to rationalize
Check the cup or the catheter size
A L B all capitalized
All Albany no capital ties
F.D.A. stamped organic, all natural pasteurized
You might catch me with a glass of wine
With your mom having a 69
Made for a fantastic dine I'm super appetized
Go and grab a dime and use some Vaseline to make some asses shine
That'll be fine

They came to hunt us down
Up in the underground
We came to to shut em down
You like a 100 pounds
You light in the ass, you weigh about a buck
Never gave a fuck but you want to give me the run around
And there's a couple clowns that when they come around
Who want to get stomped out stomped out stomped out
Get proud, when the public loves the sound
Put your cup of brown liquor up that you guzzle down
Get proud, when the public loves the sound
Put your cup of brown liquor up that you guzzle down
Get proud, when the public loves the sound
Put your cup of brown liquor up that you guzzle down
Get proud, when the public loves the sound
Put your cup of brown liquor up that you guzzle down