DESTRO
Triple six, Lord Infamous
Dedicate my soul to he, the Scarecrow that had birthed me
Screaming, "Ricky R.I.P."
Triple six, Lord Infamous
Dedicate my soul to he, the Scarecrow that had birthed me
Screaming, "Ricky R.I.P."
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Three fingas in the sky amongst the thunder
Fuck wit me I bring da ruckus
LCJ I don't fuck wit others
Legendary, y'all some motherfuckas
Grey on my torso, it's doused in bleach
The goals of my life just outta reach
Our supposed mentors don't love to teach
And then you wonder why we in the streets
Slickity fucking it up til the d-e-a-t-h of me
Got some homies up on amphetamines
That shit done infested me
Cockroaches in my skull
Everything's dull
The sky grey-scaled, I don't feel full
I don't feel whole
I don't feel whole
There is a hole
Right in my soul
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Angel dust, seeing demons
My momma think Imma heathen
Hoes up in the whip, I'm spraying semen
Barely breathing
I feel suffocated
So frustrated
Drug lacin
Don't know how to say it
I'm spread and gone
I'm embalmed
Passing out on the lawn
I can't see straight
Blurry vision
Glock to my temple, scary precision
That .44 sure got kick
That bitch sure got tits
Bitch i'm fucked, up
Drugged up
Insecticide flowing thru my blood
In my veins
Feel insane
Covering up the scars to ease the pain
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like De-stro
Dedicate my soul to he, the Scarecrow that had birthed me
Screaming, "Ricky R.I.P."
Triple six, Lord Infamous
Dedicate my soul to he, the Scarecrow that had birthed me
Screaming, "Ricky R.I.P."
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Three fingas in the sky amongst the thunder
Fuck wit me I bring da ruckus
LCJ I don't fuck wit others
Legendary, y'all some motherfuckas
Grey on my torso, it's doused in bleach
The goals of my life just outta reach
Our supposed mentors don't love to teach
And then you wonder why we in the streets
Slickity fucking it up til the d-e-a-t-h of me
Got some homies up on amphetamines
That shit done infested me
Cockroaches in my skull
Everything's dull
The sky grey-scaled, I don't feel full
I don't feel whole
I don't feel whole
There is a hole
Right in my soul
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Angel dust, seeing demons
My momma think Imma heathen
Hoes up in the whip, I'm spraying semen
Barely breathing
I feel suffocated
So frustrated
Drug lacin
Don't know how to say it
I'm spread and gone
I'm embalmed
Passing out on the lawn
I can't see straight
Blurry vision
Glock to my temple, scary precision
That .44 sure got kick
That bitch sure got tits
Bitch i'm fucked, up
Drugged up
Insecticide flowing thru my blood
In my veins
Feel insane
Covering up the scars to ease the pain
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like Destro
Six the fucking slick stroke
Stomping out a bum hoe
Might turn to a John Doe
Expressionless like De-stro
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Writer(s): Brayden Hommel
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