Track 1.
Prod.
Walk Among Kings
MADDOG CRASH
Lyrics:
Black forces in the wake of many corpses. When we slide, everybody scorin. Steppin with the shades, 40 bust yo brain, floral button up, blood from different sources, go fuxkin crazy in a new place, wandering like a tourist.Bitxh we goin up, bout time we fuxkin flourished.
Another horror flixk, getting super gorey, swear to God these movies boring. Slashing, cutting corners, trashing on whack ass rappers, thrashing, in my dreams life moves even faster.
Swear I'm finna be up next. Foolery with his girl, swear he upset. Pussys always hating on it, swear we are not pressed.
Whole gang gon stomp shit. You can get hit with the beam bitxh. We run in darkness. Ultimate power to harness. Chop shit up, leavin yo house garnet.
Pole hanging out, overdose on this lead, fuxk a vest, 556 popped that fed. Absolutely, simply hooking, all these haters steady looking.
Jumped the fence, dodging cops my sixth sense, fuxkin dogs are comin, so I'm really bookin it. Homies with the shits, couple of them cooking, flippin bricks.
Drizzy gotta long clip. Talkin shit, draco flipped him. Body bags, hashtags, bloody rags, I'm bad.
Not so slim, she still sucked it. Saying I'm too big, she still took it. Evil ass smile on my face, fuxkin 38 on my waist, both is crooked. In the studio straight cookin. Pussy ass bitxh, slumped him.
Swear I'm finna be up next. Foolery with his girl, swear he upset. Pussys always hating on it, swear we are not pressed.
Whole gang gon stomp shit. You can get hit with the beam bitxh. We run in darkness. Ultimate power to harness. Chop shit up, leavin yo house garnet.
My niqqa I does it. I'm grooving and cooling. Fresher than bakers dozen, this music shit I had just started. Another song with no effort, creativity blooming. Maddog and XXII, we are not losing. Watxh for them hittas, they cruising.
None of my songs are charted, spitting la flame and roasting these lyrics, seems the opps have darted. All sorts of muscle relaxers in my system got me lethargic. My flow go kaioken, super move is charging. Took 3 pills times ten, you know the deal. Plenty of bad habits, let's be real, but them choices put me here. Chasing the mula, wanna deal so it's time to cash in. Flex on my shit, too many voices, diabolic mind you've tuned in. 32 shots and he clueless. Shooting becoming too fluent. Shifting the style, on a whole nother mission. That boy bitxhin, Hellion had to dismiss em.
Prod.
Walk Among Kings
MADDOG CRASH
Lyrics:
Black forces in the wake of many corpses. When we slide, everybody scorin. Steppin with the shades, 40 bust yo brain, floral button up, blood from different sources, go fuxkin crazy in a new place, wandering like a tourist.Bitxh we goin up, bout time we fuxkin flourished.
Another horror flixk, getting super gorey, swear to God these movies boring. Slashing, cutting corners, trashing on whack ass rappers, thrashing, in my dreams life moves even faster.
Swear I'm finna be up next. Foolery with his girl, swear he upset. Pussys always hating on it, swear we are not pressed.
Whole gang gon stomp shit. You can get hit with the beam bitxh. We run in darkness. Ultimate power to harness. Chop shit up, leavin yo house garnet.
Pole hanging out, overdose on this lead, fuxk a vest, 556 popped that fed. Absolutely, simply hooking, all these haters steady looking.
Jumped the fence, dodging cops my sixth sense, fuxkin dogs are comin, so I'm really bookin it. Homies with the shits, couple of them cooking, flippin bricks.
Drizzy gotta long clip. Talkin shit, draco flipped him. Body bags, hashtags, bloody rags, I'm bad.
Not so slim, she still sucked it. Saying I'm too big, she still took it. Evil ass smile on my face, fuxkin 38 on my waist, both is crooked. In the studio straight cookin. Pussy ass bitxh, slumped him.
Swear I'm finna be up next. Foolery with his girl, swear he upset. Pussys always hating on it, swear we are not pressed.
Whole gang gon stomp shit. You can get hit with the beam bitxh. We run in darkness. Ultimate power to harness. Chop shit up, leavin yo house garnet.
My niqqa I does it. I'm grooving and cooling. Fresher than bakers dozen, this music shit I had just started. Another song with no effort, creativity blooming. Maddog and XXII, we are not losing. Watxh for them hittas, they cruising.
None of my songs are charted, spitting la flame and roasting these lyrics, seems the opps have darted. All sorts of muscle relaxers in my system got me lethargic. My flow go kaioken, super move is charging. Took 3 pills times ten, you know the deal. Plenty of bad habits, let's be real, but them choices put me here. Chasing the mula, wanna deal so it's time to cash in. Flex on my shit, too many voices, diabolic mind you've tuned in. 32 shots and he clueless. Shooting becoming too fluent. Shifting the style, on a whole nother mission. That boy bitxhin, Hellion had to dismiss em.
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