HARD 2 DA CORE

Better be ready for Armageddon when that bell ring
Strap up your boots call your troops grab an AR
Terror hold that AK47 to rip your face off
Baby bone I'm Nicholas Cage with that chainsaw
Rising from the underground to send you to the graveyard
We young and dumb
And yes we feeding off that chaos from Florida slums
Thought that baby bone was done
But yet there's more to come
10 years strong and I'm still on a run

Had to go get this money I was sick of losing everyday
Did what I had to do I did some thangs that I could never say
That banger never leave my side I'm ready to take your soul away
My hoes upset
Cause lately they can't get ahold of me
My partners hold me down
Pick me up off the ground
When I feel like I'm stuck

Back in the day when I used to get buck
In black land in blacked out ford truck
Fuck boy better tuck and duck
You know it's up with us
Better come prepared and armed
I am the storm after the calm yuh

Dey neva seein me comin hit dat blind side
Like 7 boppaz in the tub pullin a mai tai
Chevy swangin thru 45 tucked on my waistline
3 and 0 outta time
Outta line i gotsta get mine
Come n meet me at da gatez
Can show ya how we operate
Rushin bussin 8s runnin fades like issa race

Fuck out my face, hoe know ya place
Daz just how it supposed to taste
Pouya pullin a mac outta da muh fuckin cello case

S-i-x upgraded to exec
Tyrannosaurus rex highlight it and hit select
Throw the set if u fuckin w da flex
Cant resurrect cut off da head
The one the devil sent
Symbiotic bionic
Dat purple chronic i wannit
Even my presence iconic
Lightin em up panasonic
Da super sonic spontaneous
Asses shakin simultaneous
Jack ya chain as well other miscellaneous



Credits
Writer(s): Tanner Petulla, Kevin Pouya, Michele Scatamacchia
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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