camp blood - hogweed lyrics
mickey and drug money what started it all
i was raised in the swamp, ’til i started to crawl
up out the sunshine state, the gun shine state
where the winter temperatures high as the gun crime rate
and i swear that the summers getting hotter, juugs going crazy
momma need her medicine and new mercedes
n+ggas catching fades like they catching cases
crackas catching bodies, parents losing babies
to the chains, or the gangs, or the grave, or the pipe
prison pipeline since third grade, so it’s like
f+ck a fcat, n+gga where yo tec at?
say you with the sh+ts? my lil jits finna test that
got an issue with it? then we can address that
get your orange juice squeezed and your sh+t pressed back
hammer in the jansport
let the bodies hit the dance floor
cursed by the plague of a white+faced gaze
branded by the sun, blessed be the taste
murder on my tongue, this might be the day
nip it in the bud, pencil to her trach’
never be safe, never be afraid, i’ll put ’em in a lake
push me ’til i break, if he sow it then i reap it and i rake
i’m a motherf+cking lunatic
slipping through the cracks
yeah i’m with the sh+ts
hammer in the jansport
let the bodies hit the dance floor
this for my n+gga s++++y, i ain’t seen ‘em in a minute
caught a body jackin’ chains, he was gettin it how he lived it
he used to be the bro, like we had the same sister
introduced me to the dro, showed me how to break a swisher
young boys like j+++e, home invasion turned murder
got locked after prom, he’ll be out around thirty
now he in 33rd, three hots and a cot
them summer days long and them nights get hot
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