EDDIE AND LUKA

All I ever chilled with
Was Drug dealers and drug addict misfits
Some still at it some moved on to ill shit
I just get on mics and still kill shit
This some kill bill shit
I'm the sword making bartender
I make ill shit to kill shit
I can destroy or build shit
This that real deal spit
Oh he koo but ima still trip
Fuck everybody that's how I feel shit
I think I'm quadriplegic cuz I don't feel shit
Ain't no angels or demons I'm seeing real shit
This is god on the mic I hope I'm hearing this
I'm colder then Siberias inner interior or anything in that area period
I'll slap ya face and leave it redder than the leather on delirious
Sharper then aged cheddar at yo dairy is
Bitch

I always kicked it with a cast of eccentric kids
A band of characters niggas that's into different shit
So we don't do nuthin' regular think wit different mind
Cross you like Luka doncic and still stop on a dime
God cypher divine I prove it every time
Smoke across state lines from here to Caroline's
So suite that your room will always be under mines
Pardon the noise and smoke we just the crumble guys
Like the blues brothers
Cuz when they got news of us
They broke up the shatter over them new nuggets
Only the best for us smoke smell like phosphorus
The homie hit it still thought he had on his oculus
I said nigga this real life no simulation
It's check points on the road sum shit is gone be waiting
So keep ya head on a swivel
Check ya rear and side mirrors
There's always more interference than clearance hoe