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MAD EYE (feat. GRØM)
by Chris Camp
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You're all a bunch of fucking assholes
You know why
Cause you don't have the guts to be what you want to be
You need people like me
So you can point your fucking fingers
And say that's the bad guy
Who's the bad guy
I'm the bad guy
Filthy gets filthy with Billy Scumbag
On the Landslide
Snatching chains with razor blades
An call me mad eye moody
Chrome solutions out the car been
Shooting clips like a movie
This real life
Have you ever seen a man die
A motherfucker run up on you cut your landline
While your landlord stands by and cuts ties
You know you walking to your coffin
Little homie you can have mine
I tripped the switch to blow minds off
No I been hit the ditch an rolled on sidewalks
Wont plead the fifth cause I despise law
Oh shit bitch no I despise yall
Slum God Billy
Fucking silly with the anthem
Really on the tip
How she can not stand yall
Make me a mill before I'm dead
Never fake though
New lense
No money for the fake hoes
Roll up in a benz when I make it to the rainbow
Filthy & Billy yeah we getting it how we say so
Say less
We gone count up all the paychecks
Till I'm dead
Scum life
Done right
Never any less
Who's the bad guy
I'm the bad guy
Filthy gets filthy with Billy Scumbag
On the Landslide
Snatching chains with razor blades
An call me mad eye moody
Chrome solutions out the car been
Shooting clips like a movie
This real life
Have you ever seen a man die
A motherfucker run up on you cut your landline
While your landlord stands by and cuts ties
You know you walking to your coffin
Little homie you can have mine
Billy Zillah the greatest gorilla killer
Mic Jack smooth criminal
When I show up an thriller
Filthy high and he never coming down
Rolling through the hundreds
Pockets empty all around
Yeah
No one speaking out he say he need it now
Gat pulled give him a reason
To make it fucking loud
Assholes pointing they fingers with open mouths yo
Just because you rap doesn't mean yo really down
We the bad guys
Fuck around an find out
We the bad guys
Fuck around and find out
Molly, Oxy, Weed, Xan
Steady cash flow now she
You're all a bunch of fucking assholes
You know why
Cause you don't have the guts to be what you want to be
You need people like me
So you can point your fucking fingers
And say that's the bad guy
Who's the bad guy
I'm the bad guy
Filthy gets filthy with Billy Scumbag
On the Landslide
Snatching chains with razor blades
An call me mad eye moody
Chrome solutions out the car been
Shooting clips like a movie
This real life
Have you ever seen a man die
A motherfucker run up on you cut your landline
While your landlord stands by and cuts ties
You know you walking to your coffin
Little homie you can have mine
I tripped the switch to blow minds off
No I been hit the ditch an rolled on sidewalks
Wont plead the fifth cause I despise law
Oh shit bitch no I despise yall
Slum God Billy
Fucking silly with the anthem
Really on the tip
How she can not stand yall
Make me a mill before I'm dead
Never fake though
New lense
No money for the fake hoes
Roll up in a benz when I make it to the rainbow
Filthy & Billy yeah we getting it how we say so
Say less
We gone count up all the paychecks
Till I'm dead
Scum life
Done right
Never any less
Who's the bad guy
I'm the bad guy
Filthy gets filthy with Billy Scumbag
On the Landslide
Snatching chains with razor blades
An call me mad eye moody
Chrome solutions out the car been
Shooting clips like a movie
This real life
Have you ever seen a man die
A motherfucker run up on you cut your landline
While your landlord stands by and cuts ties
You know you walking to your coffin
Little homie you can have mine
Billy Zillah the greatest gorilla killer
Mic Jack smooth criminal
When I show up an thriller
Filthy high and he never coming down
Rolling through the hundreds
Pockets empty all around
Yeah
No one speaking out he say he need it now
Gat pulled give him a reason
To make it fucking loud
Assholes pointing they fingers with open mouths yo
Just because you rap doesn't mean yo really down
We the bad guys
Fuck around an find out
We the bad guys
Fuck around and find out
Molly, Oxy, Weed, Xan
Steady cash flow now she
