DESCRIPTION:
Fifth track of the mixtape, co-produced by Vincento

Vocals: Dagger D

Vocal Mix&Master: Vincento

Beat: Dagger D X Vincento

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Lyrics :

it's some of that evil shit inside of me
thatll make a nigga wanna blow up, throw up
never knew when the fuck should i grow up
had my head held deep under the acid pool
muthafuckas askin me to keep my cool but i wanna blast them fools

did ya ever ask if i was crazy from the start,
im torn apart still tearin hearts like a fuckin art
never lowkey, but yall know me
that nigga that D.A double G.E.R.D's a muthafucking epidemy

off the chains and off the brains, and im off again
for satisfaction for my bloodlusts to bust slugs
out of the lunch truck filled with bitch niggaz bones
i yelled sticks and stones but muthafucka now its on

thought couple of setbacks couldve get back at me
but i wet backs red dead laughing, goddamn me
crazy aint the word to cut it, death comin at me i duck it
rug riggidy rugged im kickin they bucket screamin muthafuck it


Chorus:

brr up, im stickin em up brr up up, im stickin em up
i brr up im stickin em up, lickin em up dem shots g,
tell me whagwan wid da bwoy pon de sidelines
me tell ya once again dat dem wan D x2

Verse 2
Watch me attack while you sit back
stick up and murder your clique's
whackest with a single breath
while your best gets winded up with my tactics

cos yall see two second late yall hear 4 second slow
and you mumblin stumbling while simplest lyrical murdering goes
on a killin spree, spitting theese, venemous, lecherous, verses
with wicked means.
you kiddin me if thats yo best thinking thats more sickening

got this blade in yo mouth, in and out, sick and sound
gutz all over the walls running out from
the house, that i cleared just about in
split of a sickening second, double-o triple-o
quadro that damage,
on your next block whenever im at it
chalk lines all over the canvas

For all you suckas that wanna bury me,
before that thought entered yo dome
that pile of dirt allready filled up yo nose

cos your punk ass one man clique aint shit to me
giving blowjobs im giving up blows o you muthafucking punk ass hoes
lettin em know how Dagger D does, that psycho nigga from 350
west, lickin up shots to be the best