Madlocks - Gusto lyrics

Madlocks "The mic-mic-microphone a**a**in" This is Madlocks Put a place on the map We some sick motherf**ers Green beret combat Cotton steel Eating food like a meal Take em to the meat shop We specialize in eel So eh Mr. Martin? This sh** is lethal Conect the dots With some Evil Kinival Arm some sick sh** for some kid to f** with Bringing survival in 8 districts Yo it's going out to family You know hat i'm saying? Dooms-town k**ers All my unit 7 n***as Set the bill son n***as go for gusto Past the place you get petrol Metro You see i'm addicted Fast life f** fouls and get lifted Get infected Buccaneers are anonymous Hustle son Beast go them mining us They gun-spray Stray dogs play Come on and party Honeys in the back Here, honeys in the front Stellar while Stool faced punks VIP singing I got money and Money i got Stock the Glock He always said f** the rappin' You do the sh**, I'm steady gun clapping Armageddon's here n***as best prepare With your automatic weapons Tin boots and army gear The weak have fear But the strong will survive Real heads keep it Mad n***as keep it live [Chorus] I don't know about you but I'm going out for gusto This time runs short Who gives a f** about tomorrow? You livin' it now Who knows if there is an after The story unfolds when you reach next chapter [x2] Street hustler Cuz ya vulture Mind to make the moola Gotta watch for those n***as that will school ya Yo bust the science Yo i'm stepping with some giants A war child 4 n***as that move far So hear me You can go for yours and out for mine Every man for himself So you walk a thin line When the thin line breaks, kid You see the Pearly Gates If i'm doing this sh** son I'm going high stakes And live rapid Street life it causes damage I see raw shorty's grow up and turn savage By all means my family is my team At 50-50 it's how we split up this C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) And make it happen In the street life fashion n***as try to stick me And the cops keep tapping f** it! I wanna flex it like a superstar Drinks are on me at the bar, puff L's and fast cars And make money Take money get money I gotta mental in this game There's only one thing that remains (Word up!) [Chorus] I don't know about you but I'm going out for gusto This time runs short Who gives a f** about tomorrow? You livin' it now Who knows if there is an after The story unfolds when you reach next chapter [x4]