Gas Fires
[Intro]:
They say it was so hot, grown men on the street corner, were goin' up to cops, beggin' the cops to shoot them
[Verse 1]:
Ayo, don't ask to battle if you ain't an enemy
Ancient enmity (hahaha), eat my tribe gettin' the energy
I work like ox prowls, pushin' drowded land
You go against the crown, get damped, go drown in sand (Word)
Ark mind dead, make a blood river from God's wine press
Broke clock winded
Deal flesh much like, how someone shot fine threats
Stop eyеin', Beth, fan ops who wanna watch, my death
Been a couple o' yеars since droppin' a strip
Now I'm just takin' caps like robbin' a Lid's
Guavo romuline rigged, modified ramens with fish
[Chorus x2]:
Gonzoism and, nonsense
Happy Fun and chop next, bomb threats
These are some of my concepts
Fear, loathing and, thoughts dead
Corpse in a prom dress, kill what come next
These are some concepts
[Verse 2]:
I'll do anyone greasy as a hobo's wig
Youth are so-so shits, slit open your throat and GoPro it
Type frighten (Woah)
Burn footage tyin' up loose ends heighten
Lines in rows like psych reds
Droppin' a fest of flowers, children and baby busters
Seatbelt it to a daisy cutter
Crip Mac voice, "I hate these custers" (Custers!)
My old six fanbase was aspirin' killers and crazy cutters
I wanna battle you, Jak, join the 80 others
Fuck the chorus, man
[Chorus x2]:
Gonzoism and, nonsense
Happy Fun and chop next, bomb threats
These are some of my concepts
Fear, loathing and, thoughts dead
Corpse in a prom dress, kill what come next
These are some concepts