Tekst :

Put your hands up
This is a stash up
Pull the trigger and you re gonna get mashed up (x4)

Check your ass up
Smoke grass up
and if you in the back then you gonna get passed up
Mateo better pass me that bong
The night is short and I ve been waitin too long
To enter into another dimension
Pull the smoke into my lungs
and release the tension
By the way did I happen to mention
how stash operates
So start the dissection

1 2 Don t forget your crew now
3 4 Sit facin the door
5 6 Never know when it hits
7 8 It s gonna be too late

Put your hands up
This is a stash up
Pull the trigger and you re gonna get mashed up (x4)

Now I dont give a fuck
Not a single fuck
Not a single solitary fuck
Cause I don t give a fuck motherfucka (x2)

Ring the alarm
And now the sound is dying
Ring the alarm
And now the stash is creeping

Psychological
Past diabolical
Encrypted in code biological
Rejected
Genetically defected
Or maybe just slightly misdirected

Murder by numbers
Straight undercover
Step into my cypher and you re six feet under
Do a dance and let her know that you re feelin it
Locked up cause you know I was dealin it

Hydroponic
Super bionic
My HK is chrome and my bombs are atomic
Step to the back with your monkey ass
Better take cover cause we re ready to blast

Now I don t give a fuck
Not a single fuck
Not a single solitary fuck
Cause I don t give a fuck motherfucka (x7)

Money growing on a tree
The cold you have come to find
Money going through the wire
The cold you have come to find

You once were the one who had it
The code against the code

Wait
So much to discover
Wait across the borderline

Soul thinned out
All the filth that soiled your baby
Spit it out when they...

You got nothing
you got nothing to say
there s nothing in your head
but your mouth keeps flapping anyway
you better
stop, stop, stop, stop
look and listen
you better
stop, stop, stop, stop
look and listen

Nothing on your mind
but your mouth keeps yapping
time drags on...

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Crash and burn

Intro:
verse 1:

He was saying, you look like an angel.
But you never really know what the hell to make of that
Take your pick cause it don t really matter
I get lonely when i hear it and sad...

Close my eyes

Can t see faith through the tears
of my swollen eyes
I try to dry
I pretend it s not as bad as it seems... what a lie

how can we be so blind
every time a child dies
people are starving