Klashnekoff - Zero lyrics

(Verse 1) I self cater, radiate like alpha-beta Batter the caper, detonate the paper Separate my nature, maybe we can link up later And laugh over latter, what, look to the future Remote viewer, merciless, you get puller, herb puller Who spread word and break ? There's no escape, the city grips like Geoff Capes My mind state, is desecrated land scape I cry till it aches, and the crazy evaporate In university, we don't graduate We just regurgitate hate, but I'm just like you mate Waking up with a screw face Everyday's a new case to solve, my life unfolds like episodes of Columbo I hibernate amongst the humble Meditating on my uncle who did 12 years and didn't crumble I can't begin to comprehend what they've been through But spiritually through out the time I was with you, my heart smashed to pieces The pain went through, splitting me in two halves, man have to laugh or wear two face masks For too many years pa**ed, I've sat on my a**, tryna replace the place But that won't last, that won't last, that won't last, so take time as you pa** (Hook) (Verse 2) It was the east maze where I spent days on my Jack-n-Jays Strapping jays while jack raddicks raid my uncle's gates His living bait, pushing heavy weight from his place They caught him baking cake, parole date, 2008 Oh what a waste, another life lost in the maze But any ways as we move there's no time for gaze Like a deeper rays, these are parrow days Young terror ways blazing shots off like heat waves Hombres crazed, stay crazed like Frankie Fras' With a screw-face that favour Freddy Kruger I self cater, while my crew don't nurture Its murder, man shotting rock to make an earner Pussies turn dapper, they can't live in the manor Its pepper, hot bods and black PC plods Who gotta watch your spot, for months on the trot But quick he don't cotch that's why the operation flop You can't catch what you can't clock co*k the klashnekoff shots make you hop scotch, yea so what? What's gwarning, merciless, on road they're never charming Like ten ? strapperitas and tailor made garments I'm starving, dealing with the basis of survival, strapping ? with ? 'til my eyes grow tint Beanies chat me fore they think, yea they are the weakest link (Goodbye) While little fa**yholes and battyholes give me 'nough stink