Boxguts - Roach Powder lyrics

Bars and cuts darker than carbon dust Pardon us, in here we're just barging up C'mon most marketable sh** just ain't hard enough And we're starving son, let me not get your discarded crumbs Carpets spun when this dickhead bogarted blunts Marksman hunts for his target and starts to buck Wanna become an ingant mothaf**er like I aren't one But I'll be damned if I'm shot by a cop pulling out an orange gun Makes me wanna go out cop a Glock, load and unlock, popping off on the hogs for fun But I'm just not that scarred, charred, and dumb Though my heart and numb, wrapped up in barbwire like those old tats of I love mom You fools could all get splattered driving on the highway sloppy drunk High I chop it up like knives at Arirang Gotta go get in the zone, sitting lifted and stoned Trying to exist on my own, y'all know this but I don't You got stacks and a home, man I'm practically broke Wanna tax you but won't, don't let me catch you alone I'll snatch you out your own bones Ball yer torn flesh up and throw, causing more mess of yer soul Cuz both your intestines will go all the way around yer ghost's throat Choking it out while the essence is shown I found most take offense to my tone b**h, I'll pimp you out hoe, and don't forget your mouth hole Make triple off her, if she's giving up the a**hole too Will that solve my money problems? who asked you