Dj Absolut - Dark Night Shooters lyrics

rate me

Rider come on

He sleeps to his feet

The game is a puzzle that is missing a piece

I whip on the sleep

Preach

Everybody’s sicker

Than you’re sick in the head

You’re keeping crap

You think you’re good at that?

I take you to the Chinese spot

I got to cook a cat

I got the mother stack

Anytime I push the track

It’s stupid

I lose it like I forgot where I put it at

You’re aren’t his girl, relax

The DJ pull it back

Like he’s breaking up a fight

From day to the night

When I shoot and aim

Nigga it’s tearing you up

Tell the engineer Duck

He won’t have no head to brush

2 things I never should be

I drink much more than I ought to

I’m going crazy

These industry dudes is homos you all

Don't tell me to get a grip

I grip a 4-4 Long

I'm like Jesus to these rappers

My flow so strong

Deep as the bible if you quote those songs

Mr. DJ are you an Atheist?

Cause you're so far

You praisin' these little peasants

Like you don't know God

Pick up kids

Wanna eat

I took those calls

We got to flow so odd

I go so hard

I had to open the door with them

I bought a knife

I broke both knots

I rolled the dice for my homie

Watch me blow you all

And I’m not payin’

I don’t owe you all

Who you think you’re talkin’ to?

I put the hammer in his space

He says no,no, stop

2 things I never should be

I drink much more than I ought to

I’m going crazy

Crazy loco

You’re fucking with the best rappers

Best gangs

Goin’ and dress that

Got a new shoot gun

Who wanna test that?

Wait for you to talk

And aim for your saliva

Yeah hard like the niggaz from Gino

Green weed, green dope

Black hood, black car

My niggaz running around the block

Like a track star

What you rap for?

You’re gonna leave with a cracked jaw

Pussy niggaz sneaking through the back door

And I’m the one gonna get in through the front door

Put it on a blunt

Let a nigga jump in the dump

Let him jump

Nigga you know I’m the truth

2 things I never should be

I drink much more than I ought to

I’m going crazy

I’m the realest rapper that you ever seen

Porsche clean, jury clean

Rappers know me

I’m used to deal with the fans

You can rough with me

But you can’t rough with that little red bean

Catch your kids and transport them

Put a brick on your wife

One hears these homie

And you’ll be addicted to life

Got the crack in the building

Don’t get it

It’s down the block

Got drugs moving around here

All around the block

Imagine me in the fence

It got the heater again

Got to keep it low

Cause the rats are eating cheese again

Big bodies here

And boss I wanna meet with them

If I can’t eat with them

The fish is gonna sleep with them

Yeah

2 things I never should be

I drink much more than I ought to

I’m going crazy