Twiztid - It's About To Go Down lyrics
[Twiztid - It's About To Go Down lyrics]
That shit don't matter rather get high then just complain
We can touch the ceiling fix any feeling
Promise you won't feel the same
I brought enough to smoke so roll that shit up
And lets get high every joint getting lit up
Pass around you we levitating off the ground
Shits about to go down
I knew they got a punch in it fucking about to kick in the door
Then I'm going to come get it (come get it)
People put your head on the floor or I'm going to done split it (done split it)
Work ain't working no more they ain't paying the door rather hit a lick on the swollen
I'mma run with it keep my head on the low had enough from all of the patrol
Till I need it some more I won't leave the chrome sitting I'm fucking done spitting
If I catch you in the zone you're fucking done listening
Maybe I'm tripping but the option is there
Either way I get their mother fucking hands in the air
If you hear the gun click and see the look in my stare
Don't make me show to all you hoes that I really just don't care
I don't give a fuck about a normal career but god knows I can be the devil
That living life shows everyone comes to a pass at cross roads
I'm about to put on my mask
Cause at last I lost hope
That shit don't matter rather get high then just complain
We can touch the ceiling fix any feeling
Promise you won't feel the same
I brought enough to smoke so roll that shit up
And lets get high every joint getting lit up
Pass around you we levitating off the ground
Shits about to go down
I took a week to prepare to pull it off without a hitch
And I'm finally there don't be scared don't be a bitch
I got the gun and the spare its on the side of my hip
I grab a dude by the hair and tell them to top the wrist
I sat him down in the chair and said I know it exists
Give me the numbers to the safe I had my gun in his lips
Without a pause or hesitation he came off of the grip
Being a criminal is something that you'll never forget (never forget)
That shit don't matter rather get high then just complain
We can touch the ceiling fix any feeling
Promise you won't feel the same
I brought enough to smoke so roll that shit up
And lets get high every joint getting lit up
Pass around you we levitating off the ground
Shits about to go down
We can touch the ceiling fix any feeling
Promise you won't feel the same
I brought enough to smoke so roll that shit up
And lets get high every joint getting lit up
Pass around you we levitating off the ground
Shits about to go down
I knew they got a punch in it fucking about to kick in the door
Then I'm going to come get it (come get it)
People put your head on the floor or I'm going to done split it (done split it)
Work ain't working no more they ain't paying the door rather hit a lick on the swollen
I'mma run with it keep my head on the low had enough from all of the patrol
Till I need it some more I won't leave the chrome sitting I'm fucking done spitting
If I catch you in the zone you're fucking done listening
Maybe I'm tripping but the option is there
Either way I get their mother fucking hands in the air
If you hear the gun click and see the look in my stare
Don't make me show to all you hoes that I really just don't care
I don't give a fuck about a normal career but god knows I can be the devil
That living life shows everyone comes to a pass at cross roads
I'm about to put on my mask
Cause at last I lost hope
That shit don't matter rather get high then just complain
We can touch the ceiling fix any feeling
Promise you won't feel the same
I brought enough to smoke so roll that shit up
And lets get high every joint getting lit up
Pass around you we levitating off the ground
Shits about to go down
I took a week to prepare to pull it off without a hitch
And I'm finally there don't be scared don't be a bitch
I got the gun and the spare its on the side of my hip
I grab a dude by the hair and tell them to top the wrist
I sat him down in the chair and said I know it exists
Give me the numbers to the safe I had my gun in his lips
Without a pause or hesitation he came off of the grip
Being a criminal is something that you'll never forget (never forget)
That shit don't matter rather get high then just complain
We can touch the ceiling fix any feeling
Promise you won't feel the same
I brought enough to smoke so roll that shit up
And lets get high every joint getting lit up
Pass around you we levitating off the ground
Shits about to go down
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