billy woods - Killtro / Go-Go Dub Plate lyrics
[billy woods - Killtro / Go-Go Dub Plate lyrics]
Kabul to Baghdad
The emperor wears no clothes
Choppers and foot patrols
Trigger happy eighteen year-olds
In the hood, we know about those
Better yin like the Bloods on my block
Don’t care how they bust shots
Kill anybody for props
Sick dudes, but better them than the cops
DC, Virginia for undercovers
Make you cut raw deals
Then fuck no-rubbers, son, don’t chill
Devil happy than a motherfucker
Duns don’t kill
But your man might buck your flash and steel
Accidents happen, sucker both play close like
Lovers, brothers play the house
Like baby mothers easy
Bake Oven stuffers, windbreakers, handcuffers
For taillights and mufflers billy
Don’t sleep like
Truckers no darts, I’m a spearchucker
Enemy competent
Licking anthrax letters to Uncle Tom
‘Cause Powell should know better
Ashcroft and Cheney
Like, "That’s my nigga" (For real)
Pull the trigger
(For real) , have her spinning in her grave
‘Cause nothing’s more disgusting than happy
Slaves lend an ear to these Van Gogh skills
Paint spills my flow
Like, "Give me the pill stand
Back or make the high-
-light reel" This how I feel: people need hot
Meals they’re spending millions
Spraying coca fields
But, in my building, niggas still deal, and
The price keeps dropping, so
More niggas start copping, Get locked
Back to sharecropping
Private prison selling stock
Options Rockefeller concoctions
So when the page
Check my mouth, grab my balls
I know they’re just shopping
Auction-blocking where the fuck is Cochran?
Where the fuck is Cochran?
Die City dub plate
F the jakes been in Rome, where broken dreams
Go, Verona Drive, youth in the street
Georgia ave, , Columbia Heights rock
Real pipe, Indian Lane tick tock, flying
Lick different cops
The forest fuck the tourist on the creep
You Street, First Street e-Double got
The leather seats, Marmaduke cheffed it
No meat falafel beats
The emperor wears no clothes
Choppers and foot patrols
Trigger happy eighteen year-olds
In the hood, we know about those
Better yin like the Bloods on my block
Don’t care how they bust shots
Kill anybody for props
Sick dudes, but better them than the cops
DC, Virginia for undercovers
Make you cut raw deals
Then fuck no-rubbers, son, don’t chill
Devil happy than a motherfucker
Duns don’t kill
But your man might buck your flash and steel
Accidents happen, sucker both play close like
Lovers, brothers play the house
Like baby mothers easy
Bake Oven stuffers, windbreakers, handcuffers
For taillights and mufflers billy
Don’t sleep like
Truckers no darts, I’m a spearchucker
Enemy competent
Licking anthrax letters to Uncle Tom
‘Cause Powell should know better
Ashcroft and Cheney
Like, "That’s my nigga" (For real)
Pull the trigger
(For real) , have her spinning in her grave
‘Cause nothing’s more disgusting than happy
Slaves lend an ear to these Van Gogh skills
Paint spills my flow
Like, "Give me the pill stand
Back or make the high-
-light reel" This how I feel: people need hot
Meals they’re spending millions
Spraying coca fields
But, in my building, niggas still deal, and
The price keeps dropping, so
More niggas start copping, Get locked
Back to sharecropping
Private prison selling stock
Options Rockefeller concoctions
So when the page
Check my mouth, grab my balls
I know they’re just shopping
Auction-blocking where the fuck is Cochran?
Where the fuck is Cochran?
Die City dub plate
F the jakes been in Rome, where broken dreams
Go, Verona Drive, youth in the street
Georgia ave, , Columbia Heights rock
Real pipe, Indian Lane tick tock, flying
Lick different cops
The forest fuck the tourist on the creep
You Street, First Street e-Double got
The leather seats, Marmaduke cheffed it
No meat falafel beats