basin hounds - push lyrics
[intro]
every time i pop my gat i’m peeling back these m+ffin caps
(x4)
[verse 1: mike montizzy]
twisting off the top
slurping down these shots
crawling to the bottom of the bottle
as i’m loading up these hollows
wallow in inhibitions
my brain tainted with newspaper clipping
with so many lost why do i feel like the one whose missing
when i, when i ask for permission
to put her in the back shot position
my brain is forbidden like area 51 transmissions
in fact you just listening is a permission
granted by good luck and a transition from bullsh+t we witnessing
within the walls of this inner circle the sanctum echo and
slanders rumble throughout the rubble of my reputation
and i stand alone waiting for the bass to boom
and when it do
i’m letting shots go through my ligaments
whether or not this is a figment of my illegitimate children
caught up in the mix
and an evil grin when we see a cop drop an unarmed man on a walk
instead of help your friend
you turn your phone on
you turn your phone on
woah
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