[Hook: Didact]
All you gunna hear is blocka, blocka
Yeah I shot ya
All you gunna hear is blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Yeah I shot ya
[Verse 1: Didact]
Promethazine got you wilding
These dark nights be getting so scary
Monsters be screaming and shouting
They call at our souls
Begging for entrance, they motive man nobody knows
Nobody knows, knocking our doors but nobody shows
But smashing windows 'cuz that how it goes
Scary ain't it
Lights be eclipsing, the shadows are lurking
The darkness antagonizing, fantasizing bout the better times
When spitting rhymes and snorting lines
Was the n***a dream but Martin Luther thinking better things
And single ladies getting diamond rings
Like woah, bando bando, trapping from the six, backstreet hoes
Twerking no clothes, You know how that should go
Yeah, you know how that should go
Bando