Brasco Noir - Bad Ritual lyrics

I'm on that sinister fix, riding around getting even and I'm a Minister's kid, hiding a fistful of grudge that when heated Should administer kicks. Hell yeah I'm finishing this I didn't start it but I wish that I did They stride in similar kicks, but they don't get the mileage I do I walk to hell and back to tell em “I don't like you” I wore a felon's cap sellin' to scoot by too But came in with a way out so I kept it short like 5' 2” And I still carry a bat in the back of the hatch Very aware of various ambush attacks Maybe I'm scared or paranoid, but I don't know how I feel I'm just cold, like my knuckles hold on a Louisville steel Or steering wheel tightly, I could be tryna escape Hometown reminds me of debts that I have to pay And promises that I've made, trying to get their heads shook Tell whether I've been lying by the way that my bed looks Scrolling through my texts it's like a Nicholas sparks book They're digging my sharp looks so I hit 'em with heart hooks Ooh barracuda I'm incarnate of shark books Smile at blood smell you move shoes like Marcell Been a while since ink well run dry cause I think swell I've been MIA in my own mind they don't mind cause I mean well It runs hot and the heat's hell need a breeze just to sleep well So in spring and summer seasons dreams are seekin' for me now [Hook] You'll believe what you want to believe But this is what you chose, a bad ritual What you see based on what you believe Forms a visual for bad ritual [Verse 2, Campana] The keys that are strokin, provokin the focal points Of your mind envision in time and my rhyme is peeling a rind And Sometimes, I'm isolated. Home alone, I'm cloakin No robbers, but I got b**bies in my trap phone Cully Culkin And these n***as think I'm joking thought i wrote it once before Spell it for illiterates like U-A-E-N-O Ah-ah-ah Oh, it's that fancy n***a by the cornerstore And he buy up all them swishers just to roll up all his dro But at least he didn't steal them, you can see there is no problem But if there was one present, I would wrap em when I solve em Evolving I get the dollar ought'a let the jukebox swallow it Grinding for my goals crevice, cracks, and all I ollie Falling over while I'm tripping that's just part of my exquisiteness If I said I wasn't high I'd also say I fib a bit I (eye) drop into a jelly bean I guess I candy flip a b**h Do this kind of sh** for kicks, go ahead and take a punch at it Mitt Romney don't pay no tax, Barack Obama don't pay no rent Why you spitting that real sh**, Camp? Why these n***as gon' get a tent Sleep on me overnight and flame is fully ignited I promise I'm f**ing brighter than that fire that you roasting on They sure admire from a far just as I coast along Post upon the fact I'm like a pen the way I post upon These streets I get my gross up on, this a full length marathon Merit who got demerits, b**h Iraqin' (I rackin) and they Babylon (babble on) [Hook]