IN TANDEMS WITH THE DEVIL - METAL CLUB FLIP
I'm in tandems with the devil, so you better not say shit
Keep your mouth shut, or I'll be breaking in some faces
Put the needle through your lips, Tie it then I lace it
Fucked a kid up, cuz he calling me a racist
You don't got no hits, you gotta man up and face it
Why you looking at me ugly? I might give you a face lift
Get a verse from me, and it might make yo plays shift
Stay away from me, I don't fuck with all that lame shit
Lost all yo' friends, got them locked inside my basement
Say you got bitches, but you the replacement
I've been getting racks, like my name is Jason Statham
I don't run it back, yeah yo' boy stay where we laid him
I just got a rack, so you eat from my ladle
"I just got a plaque." But you signed to a label?
Say you got a mac, but that shit is just a fable
Brain is what you lack, I put that shit on a table
Get a verse from me, and it might make yo plays shift
Stay away from me, I don't fuck with all that lame shit
Lost all yo' friends, got them locked inside my basement
Say you got bitches, but you the replacement
I'm in tandems with the devil, so you better not say shit
Keep your mouth shut, or I'll be breaking in some faces
Put the needle through your lips, Tie it then I lace it
Fucked a kid up, cuz he calling me a racist
Keep your mouth shut, or I'll be breaking in some faces
Put the needle through your lips, Tie it then I lace it
Fucked a kid up, cuz he calling me a racist
You don't got no hits, you gotta man up and face it
Why you looking at me ugly? I might give you a face lift
Get a verse from me, and it might make yo plays shift
Stay away from me, I don't fuck with all that lame shit
Lost all yo' friends, got them locked inside my basement
Say you got bitches, but you the replacement
I've been getting racks, like my name is Jason Statham
I don't run it back, yeah yo' boy stay where we laid him
I just got a rack, so you eat from my ladle
"I just got a plaque." But you signed to a label?
Say you got a mac, but that shit is just a fable
Brain is what you lack, I put that shit on a table
Get a verse from me, and it might make yo plays shift
Stay away from me, I don't fuck with all that lame shit
Lost all yo' friends, got them locked inside my basement
Say you got bitches, but you the replacement
I'm in tandems with the devil, so you better not say shit
Keep your mouth shut, or I'll be breaking in some faces
Put the needle through your lips, Tie it then I lace it
Fucked a kid up, cuz he calling me a racist
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Writer(s): They Grief
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