Diabolic, JadeGritty - Jitterbug lyrics
[Diabolic, JadeGritty - Jitterbug lyrics]
Yo i twist some bud and Cubans
Fill a mug, sit and chug consuming liquor
Buzzed
While the devil does the jitterbug for humans
In the club with a snub
Visions of us shooting beelzebubs
My own twisted definition of amusement
I'm only bitter 'cause I got two
Kids I love in school
And this prescription drug abusing bitch
Insists she wasn't using but she was
She ain't happy with the judge's ruling
Crying me a river that could cause
This shit to flood in Houston
Plus the news been amplifying
Little subtle movements
Like at any minute you could
See ballistic SCUDS from Putin
Mix enough confusion with the rich
Who bust in students
Screaming the president just built an
Oven Hitler stuffing Jews in
Results in people split believing
Shit that wasn't proven
While we here with the winning numbers
On the ticket stub and losing
That's why crossing me I hit
You with enough hadoukens
Let your kidneys rupture so bad
You're pissing blood and puking
Currently, currency got me in a bind
We could be enemies if you bitches tried
In the streets you look weak
You should stay inside better run and hide
You don't wanna get in line
Whatcha gon' do? Whatcha gon' do?
When it's running right through you
When it's running right through you
What the fuck you gon' do? Whatcha gon' do?
When I'm looking right through you
Looking right through you
Yo i need some closure
Life's a bitch, livin' la vida loca
Beggin me to eat her chocha but
It reeks of fecal odor
He's too obscene and vulgar to
Be my semen donor
Slut, I got a gut feeling you'll feel
It in you guts like bleeding ulcers
Now that my seeds are older
I don't keep composure
It's a cold world like the genius told ya
Maybe even colder
Raising hell till it's freezing over
And demons toast to
Eden's cobras seated next to
Jesus eating sweet Ambrosia
Used to play the streets with coca
Tryna meet a quota
'Cause cash rules everything from dollar
Bills to Swedish krona
I throw a punch that leaves you
Swole up with a haematoma
And the force to lift you like an X
Wing fighter in that scene with Yoda
The place that I am from
The people go from clean and sober
To rapidly shooting like that bump
Stock on Steven's shoulder
So keep it kosher or I'm attackin'
Like medieval soldiers on the
Streets you roam to take the
Throne and have it reupholstered
Currently, currency got me in a bind
We could be enemies if you bitches tried
In the streets you look weak
You should stay inside better run and hide
You don't wanna get in line
Whatcha gon' do? Whatcha gon' do?
When it's running right through you
When it's running right through you
What the fuck you gon' do? Whatcha gon' do?
When I'm looking right through you
Looking right through you
Fill a mug, sit and chug consuming liquor
Buzzed
While the devil does the jitterbug for humans
In the club with a snub
Visions of us shooting beelzebubs
My own twisted definition of amusement
I'm only bitter 'cause I got two
Kids I love in school
And this prescription drug abusing bitch
Insists she wasn't using but she was
She ain't happy with the judge's ruling
Crying me a river that could cause
This shit to flood in Houston
Plus the news been amplifying
Little subtle movements
Like at any minute you could
See ballistic SCUDS from Putin
Mix enough confusion with the rich
Who bust in students
Screaming the president just built an
Oven Hitler stuffing Jews in
Results in people split believing
Shit that wasn't proven
While we here with the winning numbers
On the ticket stub and losing
That's why crossing me I hit
You with enough hadoukens
Let your kidneys rupture so bad
You're pissing blood and puking
Currently, currency got me in a bind
We could be enemies if you bitches tried
In the streets you look weak
You should stay inside better run and hide
You don't wanna get in line
Whatcha gon' do? Whatcha gon' do?
When it's running right through you
When it's running right through you
What the fuck you gon' do? Whatcha gon' do?
When I'm looking right through you
Looking right through you
Yo i need some closure
Life's a bitch, livin' la vida loca
Beggin me to eat her chocha but
It reeks of fecal odor
He's too obscene and vulgar to
Be my semen donor
Slut, I got a gut feeling you'll feel
It in you guts like bleeding ulcers
Now that my seeds are older
I don't keep composure
It's a cold world like the genius told ya
Maybe even colder
Raising hell till it's freezing over
And demons toast to
Eden's cobras seated next to
Jesus eating sweet Ambrosia
Used to play the streets with coca
Tryna meet a quota
'Cause cash rules everything from dollar
Bills to Swedish krona
I throw a punch that leaves you
Swole up with a haematoma
And the force to lift you like an X
Wing fighter in that scene with Yoda
The place that I am from
The people go from clean and sober
To rapidly shooting like that bump
Stock on Steven's shoulder
So keep it kosher or I'm attackin'
Like medieval soldiers on the
Streets you roam to take the
Throne and have it reupholstered
Currently, currency got me in a bind
We could be enemies if you bitches tried
In the streets you look weak
You should stay inside better run and hide
You don't wanna get in line
Whatcha gon' do? Whatcha gon' do?
When it's running right through you
When it's running right through you
What the fuck you gon' do? Whatcha gon' do?
When I'm looking right through you
Looking right through you