MOSHPIT! (feat. RAINMAN)

This that type shit, make you knock a nigga out quick This that hard shit, have you fightin' in the mosh pit This that head bop, heads knockin' in the new whip This that real shit, fake niggas can't f*ck wit' This that oh my, here them niggas go again This that young bucks cuttin' up, givin' no fucks This that get bucks, count coin, stack my paper up F*ck a bitch, bust, swerve out, can't show no love Ain't got no trust, heart cold as the winter breeze Do not blame me, blame the devil that created me Product of environment, stuck in the 3D Strayed away from God, right where the d'evils wanted me Where they wanted us and kept us, life is cutthroat No compassion, for them niggas, they ain't my bros Life's a struggle, in the matrix tryna get home In the meanwhile, gotta get over on my folks Just to survive, damn shame, this that house of pain Turn you insane, demons all in the vicinity Gettin' into me is what they want, they ain't stoppin' me No siree, never step before a jury They gon' kill me before they make me a prison slave Singin' sweet chariot, all the way to my grave As I lie in wait, for my soul, to be lifted up Hope she's the forgiving type 'cause I'm a fuckin' sinner This that type shit, make you knock a nigga out quick This that hard shit, have you fightin' in the mosh pit This that head bop, heads knockin' in the new whip This that real shit, fake niggas can't f*ck wit' This that oh my, here them niggas go again This that young bucks cuttin' up, givin' no fucks This that get bucks, count coin, stack my paper up F*ck a bitch, bust, swerve out, can't show no love This that real shit Spark a fire in your soul and make you hit the kill switch Break my fist over his skull and stomp him with some steel tips I don't need no fuckin' gun to leave you wit' a peeled wig I ain't fearin' for my life, bitch I'm the type to kill pigs When that cobra rise, his spinal column gettin' drilled in Told you I don't need a drake, but this'll make ya' field shift Shotty caving in your face, you wanna take a real risk? Navy seal shit, chopper bullets my clip filled wit' Loading up them bullets buffer than you make your film glitch Make you scream like Alex Jones, or should I call you Bill Hicks? Draco drummin', stick'll hit you wit' a hundred real quick Nigga this that hot shit When them 808s start droppin' they gon' get the block lit Everybody and they momma posted wit' a Glock switch Every nigga on the corner got they coils locked in Fill a pussy boy wit' dread, lil' bitch you better not snitch Watch your mouth, boy close your jaws before you get 'em socked in Get you popped bitch, wonderin' what you got shot wit' Terra plane and astral plane, we go to war, bitch stop it Astroworld, some niggas might not make it out the mosh pit This that type shit, make you knock a nigga out quick This that hard shit, have you fightin' in the mosh pit This that head bop, heads knockin' in the new whip This that real shit, fake niggas can't f*ck wit' This that oh my, here them niggas go again This that young bucks cuttin' up, givin' no fucks This that get bucks, count coin, stack my paper up F*ck a bitch, bust, swerve out, can't show no love Aye!