JPEGMAFIA, DATPIFFMAFIA - Starrcade 97 lyrics

One eye open like a cyclops
Ran out of work, hit the trap spot
44 tucked in the boot
Hash oil all in the coupe
I ain't got a coupe

I'm almost outta of sauce with it
Bitch, I'm almost outta sauce
I can't take a loss fuck Hugo I'm a boss
I got the juice (yeah)
City on my back (On my back)
Like it's a noose you been stealing swag
I don't approve i been in my bag
I got the truth rollie on my arm
But not like you (Yee)
You gon' end up dead (What)
Out on the news, yeah
Cause you're a moor (Great)
Fighting these demons and gods
Cause you're a moor oh, I see it
Yeah, where the rappers at?

Yeah i can't pay no taxes
I can't pay no taxes i can't pay my taxes
Fuck these taxes mane fuck
Fuck these taxes

Still all night double park the PT Cruiser
I am feeling like the ruler
On the beat I am the bruiser
I'm just a star, gon run it up
I am just saying I swag on em
I had to bring out that bag on em
I know that didn't make no sense
But, I make dollars, I don't make no cents

Rip something real quick for the
Niggas on the westside!

Aye, you hear the beat my nigga
Bunch of motherfuckers hating
I ain't here for debating
I am so hot when I'm whipping
Niggas be thinking I'm Cajun
You niggas played
These motherfuckers been plotting for days
But, I swear all that money been spent
Real nigga tryna pay the rent
Aye, I didn't think it would be so weird
Spitting in the middle of the suburbs
In front of white people and shit

Are you ready? DJ Snitch Bitch