Dj Absolut - Dark Night Shooters lyrics

Rider come on He sleeps to his feet The game is a puzzle that is missing a piece I whip on the sleep Preach Everybodys sicker Than youre sick in the head Youre keeping crap You think youre good at that? I take you to the Chinese spot I got to cook a cat I got the mother stack Anytime I push the track Its stupid I lose it like I forgot where I put it at Youre arent his girl, relax The DJ pull it back Like hes breaking up a fight From day to the night When I shoot and aim n***a its tearing you up Tell the engineer Duck He wont have no head to brush 2 things I never should be I drink much more than I ought to Im going crazy These industry dudes is h*mos you all Don't tell me to get a grip I grip a 4-4 Long I'm like Jesus to these rappers My flow so strong Deep as the bible if you quote those songs Mr. DJ are you an Atheist? Cause you're so far You praisin' these little peasants Like you don't know God Pick up kids Wanna eat I took those calls We got to flow so odd I go so hard I had to open the door with them I bought a knife I broke both knots I rolled the dice for my homie Watch me blow you all And Im not payin I dont owe you all Who you think youre talkin to? I put the hammer in his space He says no,no, stop 2 things I never should be I drink much more than I ought to Im going crazy Crazy loco Youre f**ing with the best rappers Best gangs Goin and dress that Got a new shoot gun Who wanna test that? Wait for you to talk And aim for your saliva Yeah hard like the n***az from Gino Green weed, green dope Black hood, black car My n***az running around the block Like a track star What you rap for? Youre gonna leave with a cracked jaw p**y n***az sneaking through the back door And Im the one gonna get in through the front door Put it on a blunt Let a n***a jump in the dump Let him jump n***a you know Im the truth 2 things I never should be I drink much more than I ought to Im going crazy Im the realest rapper that you ever seen Porsche clean, jury clean Rappers know me Im used to deal with the fans You can rough with me But you cant rough with that little red bean Catch your kids and transport them Put a brick on your wife One hears these homie And youll be addicted to life Got the crack in the building Dont get it Its down the block Got d** moving around here All around the block Imagine me in the fence It got the heater again Got to keep it low Cause the rats are eating cheese again Big bodies here And boss I wanna meet with them If I cant eat with them The fish is gonna sleep with them Yeah 2 things I never should be I drink much more than I ought to Im going crazy