No Rest For The Wicked

[Intro]
Bangkok 2, nigga, uh-hu-uh-uh (God Sound)
Diamond Dallas (Brr)
Rob Deniro
God Sound 1 9, what?

[Verse]
Me and Kay used to dip in the vet, top down with the grip in my sweats (Brrt)
Hard rounds'll let a rip through your flesh, from where the wicked don't rest
From where the wicked don't rest, yo
My hood was takin' loose cigarettes, just to dip 'em in wet
Percoettes on the scale, tryna measure sucesses
Ralph low with the crest, triangle on the Guess
We did what we did and never livеd with regrets
Tote straps whеn we surfin' the set, I'm tryna purchase a Scat
Behind the TEC be a merchant of death
We keep score, I'm tryna top my personal best
The heat pour, the hallows start to jerk in your chest
Peace Lord, you niggas plugged with a cheap cord
My pen more mighty then your sword, God Sound, motherfucker

[Chorus]
The wicked don't rest, uh-hu-uh-uh
No rest for the wicked, the wicked don't rest, uh-hu-uh-uh
The wicked don't rest (No rest for the wicked)
The wicked don't rest, uh-hu-uh-uh
No rest for the wicked, The wicked don't rest, uh-hu-uh
The wicked don't rest (no rest for the wicked)

[Outro]
No rest for the wicked