[ LORD DISTORTION ]

Beretta shephard take you down to many levels

Hella bellows coming out and roaring

Scraping out the tent, your entry level

I'm the tendril devil, groping you to hell the ghetto

Pull up in the chevy, metal shooting out the clip till death it's settled

But you Cease to be a threat

Rub the feces on your flesh

That PCP to give him rest

Now the blue beam seem to be correct

I'm flexing out the cold north

Desecrate your cohorts

Decorate the hemisphere with weapons like a cold war

[ YUNG WIMBO ]

I get the bag cuz I put in the work

Im blowing up so they call me yung kurt

Pop me a perc, Give em a smirk

Fuck with the dogs and get hurt, get put in herse

Sipping the mud never sip dirt

I got the guns so i shoot it like merc

I got the funds so i spend it like durk

I got the drugs so i sell it like clerk

Semi on me and it’s testing

Run up on me you gon lose your intestines

Ain’t no og, but you guessed it

Bitch you ain’t run the game I reffed it

And I checked it

You ain’t got funds in the bank

You ain’t as good as you think

Talking the shit like a septic tank

Don’t give a fuck what the fuck you think, bitch

[ PAPA SLEEP ]

Bodies get sold like a cold war mine dud

Hit the cold floor spill the blood up on the fucking rug

Chugging pesticide huffing petrol at your fucking ride

Dial 1800 hate your fucking life darknet type of sale

Hit the 9th circle flow is cold as hell

Trade you for some blow afraid of all the pale labyrinths where I dwell

Angel dust nap

Barcode tat on your neck that's a wrap

Out the rope in the bag

Do the 100 mile dash to the king with the rash when you fuckers searching for the fame that never last

[ VENTING PALACE ]

I’ve got a life and now I’m deemed irregular

Roll up a j, and fuck up my inhibitors

Watching you bleed, man that shit is spectacular

Rolex, a Patek don’t matter when you are dead

DOS Changed the game bitch

(dead on sight, dead on sight, dead on sight)

Ain’t nobody else the same bitch

(dead on sight, dead on sight, dead on sight)