The Colony, Stronghold - Asshole and a Creep (Exclusive) lyrics

This is what you get when you get two of
The fattest pieces of shit
To walk this planet (right)
Yo Bolic (uh huh) , You’re a piece
Of shit (damn right) , i’m a piece of shit
(yeah) , So it’s only right we drop
Some shit (ha ha) , You know
Diarrhea style on the game
Tell ‘em something let’s go

So who ever wanted to bring it but
Know I’m dumbing it with it
You’re ain’t about shit
Hold your mouth put a sock in and zip it
‘Cause this year got bitches wanting
A dilly to ride to as I give them the eye
Then come hit it and slide
Without giving a bye, lock is the code
He's bad to the bone like osteoporosis
You ain’t got balls to bring it to Grim
’cause I’ve got jewels
Plus some crack in the
Flesh like wrinkly skin
I’m sippin’ the gin, drink ’till I throw up
Don’t like switchin’ the flow up
Stop the bitchin’ and roll up
You’re not with it then so what, it’s for me
I’ll do this
I’ll give less than two shit's what
You and your crew thinks
Tryin’ to stain my name, I’ma be here forever
I run it cause I’m signing cats
While I’m reigning the game i ain’t changed
I’m the same from the last appearance
Tryin’ to make a profit
Like Nostradamus' parents

So throw it a beat
Then I’ma prove the way we flowing this heat
But what do ya know
It’s the asshole & a creep
Grimlock, Diabolic, staying well connected
From US to UK we staying well respected


Yo, I’ve been a heartless heathen
Since pap’s discarded semen
Mom felt me kick, her belly split
Started leaking
I started breathing, parted seas
And marked the beast
And inspired skies to fall
Sold the stars to demons
The reason these cops be switchin’ apparel
Lockin' the street, cockin’ the heat
Like they dicks in a barrel
It’s holocaust when I set the drama off
Tossing tomahawks with a force of
A bomb Osama launched
Lock your doors, I’ll release the Kraken
And turn feast to famine
Leaving murder scenes police examine
Squeeze a cannon and bust just to prove it
I’ll lose my cool
But I was never cool enough to lose it
Undisputed, your spine will get crushed
Ain’t no big deal like Guerilla
Black signing with Puff eyeing your slut
Tryin’ to nut half the night
Sticking more virgins than terrorist
In the afterlife

All I need is cash and
A gat, with tight cash
Half a gallon of Jack
I’m sick of these cats claiming what’s
In back of they act
You carrying gats, please
Taking your laptop on holidays
The only way that you’d be packing a mac
I’m the shit
You cats are just a fart and a limp
With stones in your scrotum you
Can't come harder than this
So tell a friend, tell a foe
That I’m ready to blow
‘Cause like fat gals with tampax
I’m heavy with flow

Yo I’m ready to go
I won’t let your propaganda stop
Me from dropping grammar
‘Til coppers lock the slammer
I’m the kid like
I’d rather fist fight than cock the hammer
I react like Dr banner zoning
Off on lots of gamma
You wouldn’t like me when I’m
Getting a little angry so get off my dick
Y'all just talking shit like Mr hankey
Grimlock and Diabolic expose you to violence
Screaming on you when they ask
For a moment of silence

Haha, fucking bloody wanker
I’ll have you wife up the duff
Stick her in the gary glitter you heard
Hahaha fuck out of here
Foul Play bitch grimlock, Colony, all that