Termanology - The Program lyrics

Got the system up, get the windows down [Verse 1:Slaine] Here we go, with the powder with the crack c**aine Release the smoke, from the chamber it attack your brain Now they know, everywhere they don't ask your name So don't lose your mind, you can't take back that fame Act this game, bad b**hes practice brain Left a trail around the world full of [?] Tell[?] from Switzerland, England the Michigan Go back to Callie, got [?] got you [?] This isn't cool jay, and I ain't no tardsmith I'm just a dog with a squad and an art gift I'm just a [?]like the [?] And you're just a slob, not a job, you just dog sh** I got a feeling that you having thoughts of k**ing me All you's jealous now, none of you's as ill as me I got artillery, like the f**ing military So I'mma make another mill, you just take a pill and be I was at terror since the public school era … f**ing up your program X 2 [Verse 2:Termanology] I'm a monster, a motherf**ing mike murderer Sniff powder with white b**hes on white furniture Lightburners up in the air and make fireworks Cut your f**ing b**h into pieces and take her Prada purse I'm in the church, where the bible confessors[?]suicidal I put the razorblades on my face and lace it to pieces Before I let you freak it on the beat better than me f** your freaking nature, and I got a odd future, and a odd past So here's the forecast But it's rain on your party, hope you got a tent [????] put you in your place[????] A good breathe this is weed,c**aine and sherm [???????] I was at terror since the public school era … f**ing up your program X 2 [Verse 3:Powda] Stuff the trees in the phillie, smoking mad big blunts I had a ball of the throw, but I did it all at once Yeah the weed that I smoke, 2 collateral damage Can't hang with it man, there's no beating the bandits I creep where you sleep and f**ing teach you some manners I freak off the leash[?] So ready here we go, it's the corner of convict Big bag of blow, when the [?] Crazy getting dough, yeah you know how the squad get [?]the smoke, make you do back flips [?]when my sh** drop I'm making a ness Cash my checks,[?]but I hit the deck I'll do this till I get my d**h, 6 feet under I'll get my rest I was at terror since the public school era … f**ing up your program X 2