TRAGEDY - Intellectual

[Verse 1: DEATHSLEFTHAND]

You pussy boys wanna talk 'bout shit you got no clue of

I bet no one got your back from the people you love

So you better shut the fuck up

Tell your bitch to grow up

Tell your bitch to back up

I whip my knife and stab ya

Put that on the gang

Put that on my fam

Mercenaries, K-9 Unit with them sharp fangs

Come and get your mans

Come and get your friend

Before I turn this gathering into a bloodbath

[Bridge: DEATHSLEFTHAND]

Ayy, yeah, yeah

Yeah

[Verse 2: Istasha]

Thinking you got bucks when you're bankrupt

Ganji attitude and rebel 'till your homeless

Stone cast to own less

Down when fuck up

Teeth in acid ends around

In the cold dig a grave out for gold

Punished convictions done fuck a system

Submission

A hollow ward

Can't put subordinate order

It's inefficient

Done but your shit ain't done

Fuckit got that

Belt still equipped when you crawl

Crawl from the crypt

[Verse 3: Depth Strida]

All you bitches act so gangsta

Throw the pipe bomb out the Tesla

All this shit is way too messed up

Fuck the law eat cops for breakfast

Tactic vest made of kevlar

Garbage clique meet the red dot

Hollow tips for the headshot

Leave the place drivin' faster

Wroom, wroom, wroom

Bitch I'm drippin' I could swim

I feel water on my skin water bending ain't no sin

Diamonds on my glove call me Thanos

Silence at your shows better wake up

Your bitch wants it raw she's a nympho

Ain't no more talk enough infos