Joseph L'Étranger - Socom lyrics

[Verse 1: Oddyssey] Keep a socom with the silencer b**h run lip, then I silence her Ridin' down Krome in the slab bwoii Sippin' some'n slow, I confide in her I say Grippin' this 45 is my second nature but I ain't no gansta, still they label nomenclature I ain't flippin', but slippin', you are Flee in my mind, but I dip in the car There in the moment, regret and I know it, it shows on my face and it seems to so bizarre My life is to end lives My life is a virus, ain't it? Destroy and create, while they toy, procreate, and I see this and hate, in the iris, look at me I wanna see thoughts disappear I wanna watch memories die I wanna tear families apart I wanna see ya soul depart… Trigga with a heart. but I lost it Gun in up ya hand but ya tossed Seen the fear in your visage n***a Ain't nothin' kin bout our vision n***a … Losin' the pressure, you think that you're clever, in light of my gesture, you beg your aggressor, but truly and wholly, take part in the pleasure of stainin' the street, no suppressor Six shots in that Ocelot, and I busts head when it's necessary Ask a n***a what he wanna be when he grew up, he said ‘Legendary'. And that's real [Hook:] Swallow your pride and bite the barrel, taste your God on it This world is a graveyard And I'm coping with these psychotropic treatments I don't need em, cause this pistol in my palm control my demons [Verse 2: Raiden] Step into the chripan firefight, S.A.A'S Vest on my back, strapped with grenades I don't care about others we the best in the place If he step to my face, get caressed with a mace like Caress me down, caress me down All these b**hes wanna do it but they all let me down Saw me in a video they wanna molest me now But during my hiatus it's like they all detest me, wow I don't even know what to say, I just blow up the place AUG BAR and I've stolen a tank Drive it round the city like it's 300 pounds Like I'm oblivious to everything I crush in the paint Don't wanna do this sh** When I started it was cool and sh** But n***as started acting foolish quick And now I'm getting too sick for my own good b**hes gettin thick and they want wood I'm staying humble n***a, still made of gold You in trouble n***a when this blade coming close End ya life in a second Them man know that I'm precise with the weapon When I slice with resentment, make clear Man steps close then he might end here When I sight them fears, moving up with the team I make a p**y n***a scream, entombment of a machine Like what the f** does it mean they ain't feeling me? I been around since the f**ing sons of liberty Wish I could daze off, stay lowkey like Gray Fox Maybe then all these hypocritics would stay off But of course, none of that would ever happen I hate people more than anyone could imagine This is an era of a musical depression I just watch it subside in a pitiful regression [Hook;] Swallow your pride and bite the barrel, taste your God on it This world is a graveyard And I'm coping with these psychotropic treatments I don't need em, cause this pistol in my palm control my demons