[Verse 1: Shallow Pockets & J-Nyce]
The door get kicked in, the roof get teared off
The floors are givin' in, juice and Smirnoff
The walls are gettin' thin, pull up, we'll hear the cops
My thoughts are are getting grim, rough, we cannot stop
Broads with pretty skin and my hot tub's filled to tops
Y'all ain't gettin' in, nah, y'all ain't with my squad
She's your baby mom's but she gave me nods
Gettin' brain 'til the day we do away with a job
Light this fucker on fire, burn it to the ground
Incite a riot in your quiet little city town
Apply science, now I'm rhymin' with a different sound
This a virus I acquired just to put you down
A pair of pliers gettin' tighter, pullin' out your crowns
I don't care about the headliner, this is now
On stage, see the violence in the crowd
Go crazy, go wild, get loud
[Chorus: Shallow Pockets]
Psych Ward on stage, we drank too much
Psychos insane, bang with us
Ice cold pen game dangerous
This dice roll, big names tear you up
Psych Ward on stage, drank too much
Psychos insane, bang with us
Psych Ward flow crazy, raise your cups
It's the night world, you fallin' asleep, you better wake up
[Verse 2: Shallow Pockets & J-Nyce]
The next day but I still ain't slept yet
Feel safe 'til I'm delivered a death threat
I've seen your face on the cover of a snuff flick (I've seen you)
They got a case, I'm the only suspect
Time or place, some time before the sunset
Like we're under the train about to come next
Both one and the same, both blood's red
How it pourin' so much rain with just one head
Passed out, stoned, black out drunk
Crack that Patron, wrap that blunt
Just left home, I'll be back in a month
Bad to the bones, every ounce of blood
Back in the zone, I grab what I want (Gimme that!)
A splash of cologne, a handful of sluts (Come on!)
Smashin' these hoes, mashin they guts
'Cause after the show, that's what's up
[Chorus: Shallow Pockets]
Psych Ward on stage, drank too much
Psychos insane, bang with us
Ice cold pen game dangerous
This dice roll, big names tear you up
Psych Ward on stage, drank too much
Psychos insane, bang with us
Psych Ward flow crazy, raise your cups
It's the night world, you fallin' asleep, you better wake up
[Verse 3: Shallow Pockets & J-Nyce]
Devilish drug mixers, there's never enough liquor
My pen is as sharp as scissors, sever your heart quicker
The temperature drop bitter, attemptin' to rob, stick ya
I meant 'til my palms twisted, molestin' your hot sister
My sentence is not finish, had me Lebron slippers
Selling you guys spinach, not any you penny pitchers
Tally up the damage, there plenty and many injured
Party with the baddest, maddest, short tempers
I love the feeling on my knuckles when I hit your head
Am I evil 'cause I chuckle when there's people dead?
I keep on my hustle, you keepin' dead
You can bleed, you can struggle, you can bang your head
You and me ain't friends, yo, why pretend?
Don't wanna speak, don't wanna shake hands
We ain't on the same team, fuck breakin' bread
I'm fittin' to get green, leave your fitted red
[Chorus: Shallow Pockets]
Psych Ward on stage, we drank too much
Psychos insane, bang with us
Ice cold pen game dangerous
This dice roll, big names tear you up
Psych Ward on stage, drank too much
Psychos insane, bang with us
Psych Ward flow crazy, raise your cups
It's the night world, you fallin' asleep, you better wake up