Terror Squad - Hum Drum lyrics

rate me

Down

The paint is peelin'

Now

When the chips are down

Down

You gotta lose all feelin

Now

when the chips are down

yea .. i getz it poppin everybody know what Remy bout

got niggas shocked like justin just pulled janets titty out

yea i spit it out quick to put a nigga out

the bullets larged in doctors cant get em out

you gets no love to me ya'll dead bugs

mi records dont sell then ima sell drugs

from o's to whole p's

grams to whole keys

no joke i got coke that'll make ya nose bleed

dope so pote and my fiends done OD'd

for 350 a pop ill sell you a dro seed

you really dont know me and thats the fun part

see my flows retarded but miss martin is dumb smart

n you aliterate you cant even read the teleprompta

i got niggas flying me weed in by helicopter

you look sad when i pass in this toy benz

you gon' be real mad when i bag ya boyfriend

Down

The paint is peelin'

Now

When the chips are down

Down

You gotta lose all feelin

Now

when the chips are down

Down

The paint is peelin'

Now

When the chips are down

Down

You gotta lose all feelin

Now

your head goes round n round

you can feel my pain like a drug

you can light it with fire

and you can mix it with your blood if your tryna get higher

another angel in a thugs body scarred and tired

going to court got a luminati judgin me biased

shit i talk aint for everybody

walkin united

the way i walk its a challenge just to balance on wires

my old connect put me on

said he robbed the supplier

so i pieced him out with pity cuz his ass was on fire

what goes around comes around holmes

i aint lyin

thats why the scarrs on my face cause bad karma and violence

just before a nigga wake i spend the night in silence

to give my nerves a little break before its back to the malace

i'd like to dedicate this rhyme to old emotional scarrs

some nites i meditate hopin

bring me closer to god

tryna regulate my time between the earth and the stars

get my health back to determine when i curln' them bars

Down

The paint is peelin'

Now

When the chips are down

Down

You gotta lose all feelin

Now

when the chips are down

Down

The paint is peelin'

Now

When the chips are down

Down

You gotta lose all feelin

Now

your head goes round n round

yo this the upcoming success

definition of prospect

put ya money on me you get recognition and profits

on any condition i drops it

on a mission no listen to gossip

whether splittin imposta's

sorta like a mobsta and my niggas i got ya

we all gon be eatin soon like italians with pasta

smokin weed eatin curry chicken like the robstas

after that go to city allen and get the lobstas

now can i get a witness

lemme show ya'll my visions

never had a job but still takin all my business

no GED only diploma was my lyrics

i rhyme heavenly and let soldiers off the appearance

and rap so i keep my dough stacks

dont me go back and clap clap

At yo do' matt like nigga hold that

theres no feelings im feelin cuz when im feelin im killin the mutherfucker right on his trip

they killin the villan what

Down

The paint is peelin'

Now

When the chips are down

Down

You gotta lose all feelin

Now

when the chips are down

Down

The paint is peelin'

Now

When the chips are down

Down

You gotta lose all feelin

Now

your head goes round n round