ZOTiYAC - Cryptograms lyrics

I move so quick, shoot that deuce in a double
Get mopped like the floor, do your chores
You in trouble
Fuck nigga wanna get off in my huddle
And steady start leaking, end up in a puddle
I talk my shit, there won't be no rebuttal
Just selling your organs, I do it too subtle
My brain worth a mortgage
No more we can't settle
Don't talk on my name 'til
You get on my level
30 on me when you ready to scuffle
It's less than a struggle
Demonstrate my muscle
Muzzle it up, I penetrate your bubble
My shooters come through and move
It like a hustle
You see me walk, you in trouble
You see me walk, you in trouble
You see me walk, you in trouble
You see me walk, you in trouble
Crypto, mean I come in the night
Tip toe with the gun and the knife
Under the light
Where my sun used to shine then continue to
Fight for the fun of it I
Cannot see you when I look to the side
Really, besides, all you bitches can die
No one that stood in defence of the fight
How 'bout you swallow my
Dick 'til it's dry?
Lift the limit 'til your liver is fried
Then you lay in a bed since you living a lie
Switching the sides
Something different this time
When will you ever push the
Bullshit to the side? Clips to the guys
I've been sent to the wise
It's the 187 embed in my eyes
You idolize it when you're idolized
But when I'm on my belly
They step on my spine

Fuck what they saying, I amount for my shit
I'm chopping up bodies and breaking up Vicks
I feel like a bunny, I'm ducking the pigs
The draco retarded, the way that it spit
How are you liking the taste of my fist?
Or rather my dick on the lip of your bitch
Got hops like a soldier, I hop in the pit
He taking his shot but he better not miss
I flip his head when I let it go
I put that shit on a pedestal
I'm in this bitch like it's medical
Tap on my tongue and the chemical
Making my way through the captial
I stare in the face of the animal
Believe me, I am accountable
Or maybe I'm thinking too radical

I am the ghoul, the ghost of god
These pussies just numb me up
One sip of it all, the smoke
The drinks are just to fuck me up
Proud of myself, proud of my lungs
Proud what I'm coughing up
I want you to tell me
Want you to scream it when you've had enough
Running, running, running
Where are you going?
Run it up, run it up, run it up, boy
The fuck is you doing?
What am I feeling? What are these
Feelings? I ain't been feeling human
Nothing to see but ways to
Breathe and mark it keep it moving