[Verse 1: Mr. DUI]
Say my name the comeback is immediate
Roll me up a Philly quick to show you just how real it get
I be k**ing sh**, a**a**in mode
Yeah, I'm well aware that this your boat
Hope you know that DUI the captain tho!
True story bout a Latino
f** a friend a b**h or company, I laugh alone
Blazing me, a half an O. to ease the pain, if not, I might explode
Battling me is like you tryna fight a ghost
None you f**s see me
I swear to God, I'm there for the squad if ever one of my dogs Need me
Holla DUI and I'll appear
Enemies frozen in fear, like "what's happening here?"
Paranormal activity
Pictures painted vividly
Your garbage lyrics ain't got sh** for me
The last one this one that one, all you sh** is weak
2 thousand + followers
And you still loss
So what you talking dawg?
It's only right for me to fight for mine
Strike before I'm struck
Die for everything I love
You cross the line, I turn into crazy f**
What a demented soul
f** around and get your belly poked
Until I hear Jehovah tell me "No."
I could barely Cope, with all the non-sense playing on the radio
So I keep it off
Bumping #SOS #MTTS now the heat is on
My flow so catchy
Make you repeat the song
Going deep and strong
I'm chill, don't perceive me wrong
Why get along
You're better off leaving me alone?!
Sitting on the throne
Chewing on a turkey leg
Sipping on patron
All my Chicos know
I sh** on foes who talk allot
Your sh** is cool, but you call it hot
Watch me sh** on you and all your block
Why would you call yourself a thug but you call the cops
Approach with a knife, I bet you wouldn't draw your Glock Bomboclat!
[Verse 2: SouL Muzick]
The things that I have seen
Have caused me to believe
People ain't evil, they just can't see
The world that we live in was not meant to be
Human beings were meant to be free
Not governed nor ruled
Not conquered nor schooled
Yet we get used everyday like tools
Enslaved to rules and slaves to the ruse
Like who made today's news
New whips and new shoes
b**h get a clue
I am not amused
By your reds and blues
When the feds have the troops and
The kids need food, feds have all the loot
Give a f** about you
Gluttonous greed, it runs rampant in the streets got me thinking revolutionary missionaries are a necessary movement at the moment
Time to rise up cause I ain't going