sin smoke + zombiz - mordy's suixide

What goes around comes around, this shit keeps spinning Everyday I praise the lord, but I'm still sinning Stick to the rules of the trap, had to keep it whipping Ain't nobody, nobody fucking with my kitchen What goes around comes around, this shit keeps spinning Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning Stick to the rules of the trap, had to keep it whipping Ain't nobody, nobody fucking with my kitchen I had big waps, hurt my wrist from the kick back Click clack, pull up on them in the pitch black Switching sides, now a nigga wanna switch back Said I ain't a pussy, I was talking big facts Niggas wanna talk, niggas wanna chit-chat On your block with four sticks like a fucking Kit-Kat Dressed in all black, fresher than a fucking Tic Tac Started from a eight ball, man, I had to flip that It's Big Smoke, I'm a lion in the jungle, need a lioness I don't like your attitude but I like the dress Lights out, wild sex on the private jet Huh, 40,000 feet man, I'm highly blessed Touch down I'm in stu' with the killys YA on the mud, boy, sippy sippy Talking psychedelics, then you know I keep it with me Man I love the psilocybin, yeah, a nigga keep it trippy Chippy, I got kicked outta school Caught with a kitchen tool Daddy looked me in my eyes He said, "Son, this isn't you" Having dreams of shotting raps Big cousin shotting crack I said dad I wanna rap Ca' I want things that shotters have Like a Avirex and lighties on sex Little Chippy with the olders from the ends Probably why I saw a key before a tens Traumatic stress, when I reflect, I hold a meds Toronto with my G, on tour, we praise the lord College in Meridian but I knew Skep' before Pussy, all my niggas winning, you can check the score Match of the day, racks on the chain, cutting a cheque for sure They say black don't crack, never been no coward, darg Black and proud, no bounty, Chippy got lion bars Rap or shot a packet, tryna get a Schott jacket What you think, tea and crumpets? In my manor, shots banging Gucci slides, he a newbie in the gang You see him ride Jesus Christ stab him in his palm like he crucified He ain't hit a movie with me Yet he don't know how I ride My shooter cross his arms and he got a cross eye Diamorphine Said the works there Try more fiends Outside the rehab 'til I find more fiends I'm the reason why she got a plastic nose I got heroine and coke for the stove Got a bitch from Cardiff she just told me roll R.I.P. to all the fiends that overdosed Tell the kids don't follow my footsteps on the road Niggas said he got plaques, we got plaques, we got waps You ain't got no waps though I'm the reason why she got a plastic nose I got heroine, I got coke for the stove What goes around comes around, this shit keeps spinning Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning Stick to the rules of the trap, had to keep it whipping Ain't nobody, nobody fucking with my kitchen What goes around comes around, this shit keeps spinning Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning Stick to the rules of the trap, had to keep it whipping Ain't nobody, nobody fucking with my kitchen

Hit town like a freight train runnin' Starin' at us like deer in the headlights Never thought you had another thing comin' Did the same damn thing to 'em last night Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Little gal in the skin tight britches Get up and get down to the front row Sure, hope your boyfriend ain't lookin' He won't get hurt by what he don't know He don't know that I know, and you know I got some plans for you, baby Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke, yeah Oh, yeah, uh-huh Come on, yeah Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now (Go now, go now, go now) Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Oh, watch 'em now