Lance Quinn - HOMICIDE YEAR lyrics

(Direct deposit, eh) [Laughing] [Verse] Let me spit it real quick Nibble-Nick on soul kicks Slit the throat of antagonists Colonized cliques Better watch the kid Dyn-o-mite, it's clear n***a got no fear I listen what I put in your ear Decimals are loud and clear Hide all those you hold dear This is Homicide Year [Hook] DIE! DIE! FLY! [Verse] You Rick Ross while I MJ Flip, zip, get paid Track laced, c**aine Oh sh**, par-tay This flow may be those Get all of the hoes Yes sir, I blow O's Checks filled with zeros This is not Euros My year is Pisces Neck is not icy My b**h just might be Come try and fight me [Laughs] (Sorry) (Get punched in yo sh**, b**h) (Excuse my language) Dark matter in mental caskets Magic rad tactics for you mad addicts I stay trappin', my rhythm is not ratchet How the f** you think you flow without using the song you wrote? Styles just be freein' and I'm schemin' in a dream to blow steam like machines and Cole Green Can I get a lighter for some heat, sir, please? Nah nah, nah-nah, nah-nah-nahh Straight contagious You wanna rap like an OG In his prime, always flowing Sober, put down the codeine Double flex, n***a, let the wild west hit him Now he's forgot how the symmetry has been systemed Go out, beat you across the snout, no doubt People wanna f** around until the burn out (f** you) (You little b**h) (Two-Fry, you ain't worth it) (Last! Last!) (Last!) Straight hazin', I'm star-gazin', I contemplate High-cal rhymes from Mack 11s on interstates Initiate, eating my lyrics off dinner plates Along the Salisbury Steak like bacon and eggs And I'm not fake Throw some bodies into a lake Smoke shake How much more can I possibly take? Homicide Year Let the wake and bake come commence Start here, kid Blitzkrieg! Bullfrog! Die DIE! DIE! DIE! FLY! [Goat noise]