Chinatown
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
(Flexing)
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
Yung Corpse woke up in a morgue with a bullet in my skull
By the bloody ocean I stay lightning ashing up the Sphenix
What you know about me hoe?
Yung Corpse make 'em bleed I sow
Scattering some blackened gold
Take it if you want it
Yung Devilhorns
Bitch I piss with no remorse
Never cared about no mopes
So get the fuck up out my stores hoe
Flow so cold when I'm indoor
Bitch lemme get that indo smoke
I stay dumping ammunition
Armageddon my temptation
Leave 'em all burning at that triple six degrees
Heard they-, Heard they started copying they wanna befriend me
Copy me but can't be me you cannot match the energy
Bitch I'm Mystical my cup ain't full I cannot stand you pussies
Armageddon as my choppa releasing hell
And them bodies burning I command to enter the realm
And I be sipping I be scheming I be plotting on a mission
I be undergrounding growling watching tall skyscrapers crumbling
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
(Flexing)
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
Yung Corpse woke up in a morgue with a bullet in my skull
By the bloody ocean I stay lightning ashing up the Sphenix
What you know about me hoe?
Yung Corpse make 'em bleed I sow
Scattering some blackened gold
Take it if you want it
Yung Devilhorns
Bitch I piss with no remorse
Never cared about no mopes
So get the fuck up out my stores hoe
Flow so cold when I'm indoor
Bitch lemme get that indo smoke
I stay dumping ammunition
Armageddon my temptation
Leave 'em all burning at that triple six degrees
Heard they-, Heard they started copying they wanna befriend me
Copy me but can't be me you cannot match the energy
Bitch I'm Mystical my cup ain't full I cannot stand you pussies
Armageddon as my choppa releasing hell
And them bodies burning I command to enter the realm
And I be sipping I be scheming I be plotting on a mission
I be undergrounding growling watching tall skyscrapers crumbling
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
.40 Glock be on the scene
And Lil Yizzo got my back
Blizzo wizzo, whatever you is though, if you got a visa track
I don't mess up with no lines
I can't fall, I can't slip
Relatives we axe him, mash him, made me grab my pistol grip
Credits
Writer(s): Sebastien Delprete
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Stripper Clip
- Trippin' - Single
- SCOPEDOUTCASHEDOUT : The Laws of Resurrection Pt. VII
- The Laws of Resurrection Pt. VI
- CYNICALSINISTERDAYZ : The Laws of Resurrection Pt. V
- The Laws of Resurrection Pt. IV
- Mystical Freeway
- The Laws of Resurrection Pt. III
- The Laws of Resurrection Pt. II
- Highway Station - Single
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