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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dat Boi Vic
Dat Boi Vic
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Victor Frazier
Victor Frazier
Songwriter
Peppi Beats
Peppi Beats
Songwriter

Songteksten

The hills have eyes Lord of the flies In disguise Tryna watch A nigga from all sides Like Malcolm on plane rides To Mecca Getting followed like they came together The chickens roosting Back home Chicken heads boosting Daily Parklane trap going crazy That's 98 Mcgrady Still on that mission Like Jordan going against the piston Next season came back stronger Niggas gone have to listen Fuck it dawg That's tears in a bucket Ain't have a pot to piss in Glock dismissing Bullets from chambers Niggas whole tops is missing Like toupees I'm Kwame Ture Against the boule I swing the sword that's word To Lupe You think it's 2k Think it's a game You might not see a new day That's radiation blue ray Like Delbert Blair Some of my thoughts will scare Electric hair Walk the green mile To the electric chair Black Jesus Crucified by hate Carried out by the state Crystal lake Mask on the face Barring the nickel plate The triple eight Telling hoes to suck it Like I'm triple H The illest nigga out the south That's bar for bar Subpar Rappers can only brag about the latest car In Five years Nigga that shit burnt out You just a dying star Worshipping jewelry Look in the mirror Don't know who you are Broke in my crib Niggas took everything except the books Foolish crooks One month later Died for some shit They took Out on a jux It's all karma Sold the hood poison Like I'm big pharma Benzy made of armor Cuz When you successful Niggas want harm ya For the shit you got They think it's a lot Twenty years for a watch That's crazy time Ain't it ironic How the shine Makes you blind The hills have eyes Big brother spying (Dam)
Writer(s): Peppi Beats, Victor Frazier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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