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bleachboys - trilogy lyrics

part i
[verse 1: krisisdead]
b-tch, i’m groovy
crenshaw
grippin’ on the toolie
b-tch, don’t choose me
i strike like lightning
so frightening
i’m biting
on sight and
i’m piping at night and
i’m so out of my mind
i know you’re lying about trying to talk to them other guys
stop crying
please silence
until i’m done tying the motherf-cking noose
why in the f-ck do you even mind?
don’t you want me out of your life?
i’m so conflicted, give me time
next day later, i just write
why won’t you hear out my sacrifice?

[verse 2: advancers]
california scene
spotlights, flashing beams
women wear the weed
bleachboys be my team
crowd is too loud
hook up one night and i’m out
packing the weed
we on top of a cloud
ask for my number because i got clout
saving up lean while she giving me mouth
look at my wrist while i’m throwing this cash
wanting a feature but they be so trash
rap game ramadan, now i gotta fast
leading the role, you ain’t part of the cast
making the money
i wanna get rich
tasting like honey
i’m loving this b-tch
came from the bottom
i was a misfit
drop another track and you know it’s a hit

part ii
[verse 1: lil sploof]
hocus pocus
overdosing on juice
smoking
pistol toting
garden gnome and
gold is mowing
100 racks just for the showing
flip your b-tch
i got her moaning
i’m a gremlin
i be groaning
toss your remnants in the ocean
gotta dig ’cause aye is sploof
ask some questions, i’m not knowing
better know my glock my spokesman
shouts out reeves
forgot that potent
got your b-tch
you know she blowing
f-ck a boat
don’t do no rowing
be my neck
you know it’s glowing
if a n-gg- talking smack
blast him back like sergeant soap and
i spill trees don’t do no growing
you steal bars
you n-gg-s quoting
diamonds white
look like they conan
need more backwoods
it’s just omen
n-gg-s copy
shadow cloning
can’t f-ck with you
you be bowing
i’m just talking
i’m not flowing
where my bands at?
i know you owing
i took whiz
they double coated
bankroll thick
it is not folding
sn-tch your b-tch
she get to boning
peep the polo
know it’s stolen
i don’t grow but stacks is growing
i don’t simp
don’t do no morbid
f-ck a b-tch i need that golden
tommy jacket finely woven
get your bread or your sh-t molding
took your zip and then i sold it
i’m a pimp
the lean i’m pouring
pistol grip
the glock is golden
pistol whip you in the dome and
pin a b-tch
i am not bowling
you smoke gr-ss?
lil n-gg- mowed it
wrist is wet
that n-gg- sploof now gone

[verse 2: borderline]
look how quick imma crash the whip
and i’m tripping off that potion
coasting
focus
catch me floating
we the new waves of the ocean
god i’m roping ’til he’s croaking
how much time ’til our plan’s in motion?
open scar being swarmed by locusts
my eyes red
part the skull like moses
backseat blasting
running up with the mask
don’t pray for help because your god is absent
running from m-ss
go straight to h-ll
the devil in me laughing
lie with high brows
got filled with sh-lls to drop when my car is p-ssing
pull off so fast
murder so well
i k!ll like it’s my p-ssion
let me down
let me in the earth
mind goes numb like i feel that lurk
lost control, one side is blurred
two shots pop and i hit the dirt
two shots pop and i clear the place
no one’s left so you can’t escape
one boo hit put him in his grave

[verse 3: oxycaution]
loaded shotty in the trunk
pop that b-tch
it’s time to dump
mangled body
smell like skunk
oxycaution
rebel punk
popped a xan
i’m looking drunk
bleachboys
we don’t f-ck with chumps
all these drugs
i’m too d-mn slumped
now my draco got ’em stumped
my 30 round clip
made ’em flip
now his body’s ripped
ak bullets flying through his skull
now his brains are split
too d-mn lit
now i’m catching bodies while the perckies got me sick
it’s no contest
i’m sipping hi-tech while i write this
satanic conscience
c’mon let’s see how sharp my knife is
b-u-r-y
don’t run inside it’s time to f-cking die
h-o-m-i
i like to k!ll
in love with homicide
come and ask me
“who am i?”
see the darkness in my eyes
go and hide
i will just cause havoc ’til the day my brothers rise

part iii
[verse 1: krisisdead]
godd-mn, b-tch
i am not a bleach boy
yung soup trapping
got you yelling sheesh, boy!
spicy k!ller coming straight off the leash, boy
f-ck a dope dealer
pull up with the heat, boy

[verse 2: borderline]
don’t f-ck with a god some may call me delirious
what prompted my ways got you dumb-sses curious
don’t ask for a verse, hoe
don’t make me get furious
picking up grams the same number that curry is
krow has arrived, sweeping down with my talons
taking narcotics
sip lean by the gallons
remember that i used to be happy inside
now i wanna get high and drive off a mountain

[verse 3: advancers]
p-ss-es want a feature like they is a f-cking leech
living off our clout like b-tch, i’ll cut you in your sleep
ghetto side, ghetto side
losing my mind
not with this doubt
we will leave you behind
sever the spine
it is your time
f-ck with a b-tch and then you will go blind

[verse 4: oxycaution]
drum mag
bullets h-t you quick like we playing tag
ammo bag
now i gotta give this b-tch a heart attack
never lack unless you wanna be inside a body bag
pulled the trigger back
here’s my wrath
blood bath

[verse 5: borderline]
1 whip
2 hounds
hop out, lose a pound
3 bricks
4 licks
5 dead roam the town
triple 6’s and 7 b-tches
8 bodies in the trenches
i’m cloud 9, twitching
10 letters the vision

[verse 6: krisisdead]
flames covered, drowning pontiac
i’m fleeing to your b-tch’s trap
“hey can i hop on the track?”
into my bin, i don’t do demands
someone come and get their mans
bleaching all the fans
riding our coattails, dragging ’em by
i got dragon scales
give ’em h-ll
soup in a holy grail
crucified hammer to the f-cking nail
flaming since chain mail

[verse 7: izaguirre]
black soul, that’s how it’s been
music dark like a deadly sin
no razor pressed against my skin
because i know i’ll always win
bleachboys
say your prayer
living my life like a motherf-cking slayer
insanity plugged in my mind is a demon inside black tar that’s burning my paper

[verse 8: oxycaution]
bathing in the bleach
don’t step in my path
slurring up my speech
i dropped some xanax in my gl-ss
oxycaution, demon lord
just please don’t make me mad
or else i’ll have to go and k!ll your motherf-cking dad

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