Plugged In

It's a reckless world

Caught in his **** now it's **** world

Double 6, fuck the ****

Three man got hit with that reckless twelve

Peewee greasy, shoot like Bell

**** Was leaky, swam like Phelps

They shout like girls

I creep in stealth, tryna decrease health

I don't need a slatt or slime to do it

Stuff these chew-its and take it there

Graveyard my bruce, ain't playin' fair

So I'm outside the **** and shaved him dead

Got a shell in his back like a turtle

With skin went from brown, pink to purple

He got fried, then his **** died

We're winnin' this shit, we ain't dyin' in Serco

It was Skrilly and Skribz that raised us dangerous

Now we're in love with the paigons

Me and Itch was fifteen, just raged up, gauged up

Really tryna make some statements

**** Tried smoke man's ****

That was way back, the identity weren't mistaken

Free the murder squad that's caged in

They're the reason that we smoke these flavours

We're the reason your dead friend's famous

Save it, they ain't done shit so we take him

**** Plus wounds with the stainless

Amazin' how God couldn't even save him

In the blade we trust

The get back took my man's ****

**** Dead, we ain't ridin' enough

**** Got put down, they were hypin' him up

GI got life, still flyin' it up

We saw the GoFundMe page and I'm quite ashamed

Money should be your focus

Bored up **** in his back, like hold this

**** Screamed out, "Oh, shit, oh, shit"

**** Man's face, nasty, how it opened

Threat to myself cah the safety's broken

.021, big game, no rodents

No spot, it's outside when it's freezin'

Rub the bells in my palm just to heat them

WD-40, grease it, clean it

Check them Snaps and pree dem eediats

We do drills broad day or the evening

Either we're bored or someone's tweakin'

Hella cap in his rap, don't believe him

Sixteen plate weren't there when they were grievin'

Opp block tour for casualty

The sweeties 'cause more than cavities

And I know why them rap boys mad

'Cause if drillers got paid, they wouldn't have no salaries

Fifteen, we was doin' Tour de France

Eighteen, we was doin' Sons of Anarchy

Twenty-one, we're tryna dun man's dance

Bro got twenty-five 'cause he stopped that ****

If they done a head count in ****

Can name about four or five not attendin'

Treacherous necklace, T-shirt, pendants

That's where the rest of the class attended

They want a **** bait face, I don't need attention

Now I'm on the **** tryna add to the tension

Blade in his head by force, it was bendin'

Life's on pause and death was the sentence