ZOTiYAC - Midwest Choppin’ lyrics

[ZOTiYAC - Midwest Choppin’ lyrics]

Strapped up for the feelin'
It gettin' you smacked up
And everybody better back up
Comin' humongous just like a Mack Truck
I'm gassin' the fuel of the fast
And I can fuck up any faction
No matter where I can wax
If I roll up, it get blunt, bitch
Don't get yo ass kicked like a punt, chick
I'm devil, I dare 'em to stunt, Which
One of you niggas can skunk, Nick
In testin'
You not just gon' leave wit yo chest in
Belly the beast finish digestin'
Pick him up and press him
I never tried to oppress him
It's compression unelected
Whenever he push me off edges

Imma pick it up
Call a paramedic with it could give him a
Anesthetic, you see the man is dead
It could lift him up
The headache is embedded
Repetitive punch is endin' up
Bust it, beat 'em, shake 'em, vibrate 'em
Then I leave 'em fatal breakin'
Then I ate 'em take him off the table
I laid all the blood and bait 'em
All the sharks up in the lake will
Be surely hasty to taste 'em
Hate him if you want
You ain't hangin' without a noose
You a nuisance
I'm a screw him a nail like home improvement
You are now apart the movement
The movement a part of you
And ain't no Patrick Lewis for the
Quarterback I just drew with
Truth is, you lying through the teeth
Now your toothless
Shootin', headshot a bum boy I'm ruthless
Wicked, look at my future to see I fit it
If I'm still alive and livin'
It isn't a prediction

They behind me
I'm fine with cathin' a homi
Or a body, oragami
They fold whenever they find me
Where da wallet
Why I'm wilin' a while since
I was windin' up line 'em up
Taper the fade if you fuckin' find the cut
Populin poppin the populace, I'm the prodigy
I'm probably a problem
I'll beat the bitch like misogyny
The bodily fluids say I'm the shit
Bring it out of me
How do we, put all this together so commonly
I'm vile with the action
I'm down with the fraction
I can pick yo fuckin' pack
I'll put the ass in intestine
Put the lamb to slaughter
Put the cash in the cart or
Put a gash in your artery
Smash and I'm sorrily
That isn't part of me
Don't have any heart in me
Mad at the artistry i'm crackling hardily
Ask him dark and see the bath on his army
I'm hash-slingin' slashin'
I pass him up depart from me
Legal polygamy, multiple bitches
Polygyny mimic, my boat has no limit
To people and enemy ultimate this is
The evil's defendin' me
Hope give me distance
Start boltin' the bullets
With boulder collisions
Cerebral as many as cultural difference
The feeble will end up in fetal position
I'm hope with the hole, I keep and hitting
While holding my breath
If I breath for a minute
I'll be in the deep of
The sea with the fishes
Believe me, if I wasn't me I could live in
'Cause I cannot swim without
Bein' in trenches
Where lyin' requires a wire in ditches
And dyin' inspires the higher of digit's
They wired off smokin'
They fire for vengeance if you don't abide
Can't survive in attendance

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