(Di$mal)

Hoes in the garden
Eat the pussy like I’m starvin’
You keep talkin’ all that shit about me
Bitch, I beg your pardon?
You sleep best up in a coffin
Get some shut eye ‘stead of talkin’
Bitch, I pull up with some bangers
Get some muhfuckers boppin’

To the beat
Of my shots
Whack-a-mole up
On these ops
They may duck
They may dodge
But like the bass they finna drop

Yuh
Kill ‘em with venom
I’m ballin’, I’m pressin’
Relievin’ the tension
By leaving my sessions
Quit ask me questions
You don’t get the message
I’m cursed, I’m blessed
I’m just gonna mess it up


(Slashmouth)

I’d like to think of myself as a humanoid
Disguised in a body of a skinny white boy
Who’s paranoid
That since childhood having these certain toys
That would suddenly move by themselves
Emanating certain noise

Dude
My mind is haunted
Forever daunted
On these hallucinations
But
That’s just a minor equation
Yeah, that’s why I’m here with my homie
Di$mal to form a brand new nation