[Intro: Aviant & Unknown]

BLVD

Yuh

[Verse: Aviant & Unknown]

My breath, coke in my nose with the Glock on my set

My heart is colder than the snow, it ain't no discussion

And I'm bussin'

I'm bussin' all these bullets, and you know I let it hit

I let it rip

I'm hittin' it

I know you want beef so don't even talk

I pull up with a stick in my hand like-

(Shut the fuck up)

And I hit it

Bullets hit yo chest, I could make him stop right in his tracks, call that cardiac arrest

I lean when I walk, and I slur when I talk

And I hit 'em up for nothin'

This ain't no discussion, and I'm bussin'

Bussin' all these bullets, and you know I let it hit

Bedazzle my clip

Fill it up with diamonds and I put it on my hip

Hit 'em then he run, that's we we all about (Huh?)

[Break: ZARNOXU]

Haven't recorded in 2 months, so

(Sigh) It's been too fuckin' long

[Verse 2: ZARNOXU]

Trippin' on acid

Bag in the attic containing a dad's kid

Adamant that I am passing your asses

His fabric is mad cause I murdеred the has beens

Shattering glass in a mattеr of magnet attraction

Laughing, backing a jag inside your back end

Passive, add in aggressive to make it accurate

Attacking fags, tackle like Madden is

Had his bitch, drag on the mattresses

Half the vagabond on the map we made

Applicant, trapped where the 'addy's stay

Fathom this, the dagger is stabbing lips

Grab this shit, blast it in classes

With, molasses and a pacifist thrashing shit