Fear Gas (feat. Kace Cayne)
Hi children
Every story needs a villain
So gather around in a circle and let me get your attention
I've got hypnotic products
Sip this medical penicillin
And when I say the words "Fear Gas"
Kill em
Strapped up
Let's go
Good green
Pesto
Hop up in my Honda we blarin' some of that Kellz flow
Danny bumping ghetto bass up with no treble
Kev-O sittin' shotgun, you a killjoy? Get sent home
Psychedelic trip rip-rip-rip
Cayene pepper shit it's-it's-it's
OMG owning the keg stand, damn, sip-sip-sip-sip
Bottles of vodka and lean bitches
Holler at all of them queens with the bombest of ganja and dolla for dolla
I balla for all of my green bitches
Two hundred and fifty percent mark up
On all of my products
Weed wrapped in salvia leaves
Shaman shit that I conjure
Everybody done bought one
Sparked up in the parking lot
Lucy, Molly, Mary Jane
Three chicks want to squad up
Powder in the bong water
Pass over the contraband and no one caught that
Sandman's new ensemble
Slow down
Wind up
Toy town
Have fun
Time for the freak show
Fear Gas
Go nuts
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
May I get your attention please?
This is the type of shit to bring the world to its knees
Indeed
Conjure up a nightmare with the ease
No exit strategey, the type of fear that never leaves
Ha
May I get your attention please?
This is the type of shit to bring the world to its knees
Indeed
Conjure up a nightmare with the ease
No exit strategey, the type of fear that never leaves
Ha
This is not a test
Close your windows
Lock your doors and stay inside
Activate emergency protocol X
Slipping that Benzino up into your cappucino
With a little dash of Pinot Grigio
Mucho queiro
My mix of acid, mustard gas will seep into your ego
This city locked like key holes
Amigo, my kingdom
Feel the flow? That's mind control
Feeling slow? That's tylenol
I spray codeine, peyote, leaks up through a sewer grate opening
Got my pecs, biceps, triceps
So when push comes to shove I'm doing five sets of nine reps
Best get your eyes checked
I'll squeeze you like a fly press
Disect your ripe flesh and insert a mic check in your right breast
Malicious intentions
X has syringes
It slips in your system, releases the tension
Incision this industry like it's rotisserie
Twisted and spinning this rise to my infamy
Cannot understand the state of my mind
Sewing strings to your fingers one state at a time
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
May I get your attention please?
This is the type of shit to bring the world to its knees
Indeed
Conjure up a nightmare with the ease
No exit strategey, the type of fear that never leaves
Ha
May I get your attention please?
This is the type of shit to bring the world to its knees
Indeed
Conjure up a nightmare with the ease
No exit strategey, the type of fear that never leaves
Ha