Viper - Everywhere lyrics
[Viper - Everywhere lyrics]
I keep it real that these
Boys know I'm packing
And let them see that they
Might have to have it
I let 'em know that I ain't
Playing with the rap game
I got to make sure that I diе with fame
I'm hitting licks I ain't ever seen bеfore
It's to thug or die, ready to let your whole
Ass who I is a harmless killer that love who
Name start with a lick
You can't fuck with this heartless assassin
You'd be dead in the car
With the seatbelt fastened
You'd be left like the night
Of the living dead
Eyes wide open with a bullet in your head
I keep it all to the max
In that man cranium is my task
You bustlas don't act right
So feel that four tonight
You say you don't give a fuck?
Well is you ready to
Test your bitch-ass luck?
I'ma shank ya before I kill ya
And let you know who's similar
Thought that you was ballin
Now your body is all dead
All white folks have a hearse
And then they're dead, death is worse
Steady dream wondering where did you fuck up
When you decided to run up
All the things that lead to you
Now your dead homies feel me
Mother fuck, respecting the dead
Imma bumrush a funeral, turn that bitch red
From bloodshed
As I blast and repeat the things I said
If you're looking for me I'll be over here
Snorting on some powder and popping X pills
If you're looking for me I'll be over here
Sipping alcohol and popping X pills
If you're looking for me I'll be over here
Snorting on some powder and popping X pills
If you're looking for me I'll be over here
Sipping alcohol and popping X pills
Boys know I'm packing
And let them see that they
Might have to have it
I let 'em know that I ain't
Playing with the rap game
I got to make sure that I diе with fame
I'm hitting licks I ain't ever seen bеfore
It's to thug or die, ready to let your whole
Ass who I is a harmless killer that love who
Name start with a lick
You can't fuck with this heartless assassin
You'd be dead in the car
With the seatbelt fastened
You'd be left like the night
Of the living dead
Eyes wide open with a bullet in your head
I keep it all to the max
In that man cranium is my task
You bustlas don't act right
So feel that four tonight
You say you don't give a fuck?
Well is you ready to
Test your bitch-ass luck?
I'ma shank ya before I kill ya
And let you know who's similar
Thought that you was ballin
Now your body is all dead
All white folks have a hearse
And then they're dead, death is worse
Steady dream wondering where did you fuck up
When you decided to run up
All the things that lead to you
Now your dead homies feel me
Mother fuck, respecting the dead
Imma bumrush a funeral, turn that bitch red
From bloodshed
As I blast and repeat the things I said
If you're looking for me I'll be over here
Snorting on some powder and popping X pills
If you're looking for me I'll be over here
Sipping alcohol and popping X pills
If you're looking for me I'll be over here
Snorting on some powder and popping X pills
If you're looking for me I'll be over here
Sipping alcohol and popping X pills