[Intro]
Midnight Society
NBOMe
[Verse 1: Kamiyada]
I up the murder rate, straight out the blue
Blues lives don't matter to me and my crew
I keep a GoPro on all of my bullets
To laugh at the way that I left you subdued
Waiting in silence observing they moves
He gone play like he violent, 'til he on the news
They gone send Feds just to serve my arrest
But at best do the race with the rest of my crew
This gone end one way
Murder your son on a Sunday
Tay-K the way that we gunplay
One in the chamber no gun game
Devil May Cry like I'm Dante
Max Payne, shots to the head like I'm Cobain
King of the hill busting propane
Odd future bullets no Wolfgang
I'm sending shots at yo Left Brain
Jefe, ha, I'm on the block with a 12 gauge
Ha, bullets explode you like Dende
Keep it 100 on blue face
She gimme neck till she blue faced
Two face, drenched in all black like I'm
Bruce Wayne, Fukkit gone coast like he Lupe
Steal all yo clout on some boonk gang
Club going up on a Tuesday
I got this anger ain't letting it go
I parlay with my demons at peace with them both
I keep Alice In Chains, in the dirt she belong
Keep a jar full of flies to devour my soul
Garden of sound where she quietly sleep
See her panties get wet as she thinking of me
I go down on that bitch 'til Nirvana is reached
In my circle so perfect count bodies like sheep
[Bridge: Kamiyada]
Huh, Tay-K, huh, Tay-k, uh
I hit your block with that AK
Huh, Tay-K, huh, Tay-k, uh
I hit your block with that AK
Huh, Tay-K, uh, Tay-k, uh
I hit your block with that blade
Huh, Tay-K, huh, Tay-k, huh
Bullet gon hit like a-
[Verse 2: Fukkit]
Feel like El Chapo, I'm with my chicos
Make sure your people get hold of my peoples
Bullets so lethal, need stitches like Lilo
Sniper so accurate, shoot through the peephole
Shit go datway
Bars in my face like I'm Tay-K
In a Kim K like I'm Ray J
Better yet, more like I'm Kanye
AK gon' sing like Beyoncé
Mayday, make sure the area vacate
Money so young, had a playdate
Just know that nobody safe if I'm tucking and had a bad day, aye
I got thrax in my boots
Now I'm sorry, fuck my truce
Fuck my life, fuck Complex News
Swear that y'all don't know the truth
No respect, they get no respect
Straight up come correct, dick erect
Slept on stage midset, yet call your brand Revenge
It's so sad, still can't help but laugh, you mad? Come beat my ass
And the fans, all some fucking stans
'I need your autograph, vro!'
Tay-K, huh, Tay-K, huh
Shoutout my vrother, young Tay-K
Tay-K, huh, Tay-K, huh
With that stick, 'bout to hit that relay race
Tay-K, huh, Tay-K, huh
Shoutout my vrother, young Tay-K
Tay-K, huh, Tay-K, huh
With that stick, 'bout to hit that relay race