Giovanni G - Hollywood Snakes lyrics

[Verse 1] Young lost kid Living in a twisted world or is it that I'm just the one standing Like my homies they ain't talking TV episodes they ain't Cracking jokes they just frozen taking acid Homie pa** it, we all blasted f** an overdose Hashtag can't catch us not even God can't come at us We like coming up from the casket But you a** was buried backwards ha Thinking that you're balling with a nickle sack That you copped with your piggy bank go head Pick me last I got a bigger mind I'm better than that If I were to you ride with you dawg It'd be a piggy back On some animal farm sh** they be having trouble swallowing The spit comming from my bronchus Even the captain to your ship can't handle that It's not as easy to just handle bars without falling off And I've been rapping for like 3 months brethren Get the point through your body like caprisuns ain't it Matta fact pierce your souls get your peers too compare Peer pressure to a pressure on the rear view We so oppressed and they coming from the back We blind as bats plus we only bumping that trash Rap cash slash a** bust caps and fashion no pa**ion Just a quick quiet camera's flash But I don't need no spotlight to shine Hip hop still got a couple slick royal fans But it still gets me pissed that it's stale And it's bland and still buried deep in the sea in the sand Cause everybody want that mainstream that radio That don't speak just spit sh** straight to the stereo They pushing bu*tons with a rush of waves Scary how you can score a fortune if you shoot a couple slaves [Hook] And I've been in Hollywood These snakes don't play these snake don't prey These snakes just holla at your hood but They hiding in a suit these snakes just keeping you slaves I said I've been in Hollywood These snakes don't pray these snake don't prey These snakes just holla at your hood but They hiding in a suit these snakes just keeping you slaves [Verse 2] They taking it back to the textiles Except they playing smart and cla**y Giving whips to the slaves now Its like your chick when she kinky and she want it nasty You gonna do that sh** no matter how the bait sound No debate no parade no conspiracy Felony spiting like a old school lyricist Got lemony with the lemons life gave me Now I'm way past my limits and i still ain't or giving in Still ain't sugarcoating still got many years Eye still ain't crooked I'm still seeing clear No matter if I'm blind deaf how bad my vision is Still refined and as sharp still bombing like militant And still church a f**ing blasphemy We all trying to eat and purge like a fattening chick Must be out my damn mind if im spitting that Hit the doctors up like what is up is f** with me Giovanni G [Hook] Wake Up Motherf**er You tweaking