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rozz dyliams - government van lyrics

[verse 1: rozz dyliams]
showin’ out
what you know about
ridin’ b-mpin’ womack when i’m goin’ out
when it’s late at night and it’s like your the only one out its better to be in a prius on account of you turn off the motor sound
with your stupid -ss fine -ss b-tch and its goin’ down
it’s the castle out penetration till i throw it out
it is an it . it is an investment. it is a thing
till the puppet master decide that it’s probably best to start clippinl the strings
p to the i to the m to the m-th-f-cka m-th-f-ckin motherf-cking p
throwing holy water out a half moon clip to absolve motherf-ckers of they envy
i learned early on most people would rather feel good than feel free
and there are two types of people in this world little chess pieces and me
(so i don’t give a heck about a dang ol’ thang blood
people like me turn themselves into monsters cuz it feels good
posted up like grim b in a place were its cold as f-ck
got my b-tch killing mask on
before i do it ima pull the mask up

[chorus]
man we in trouble again
the boys they be on it again
i’m one step ahead of ’em watching ’em creeping around in that government van
they on it again
it feel like a hunnit and 10
looking up out of my window and what do i see? it’s that government van

[verse 2: ouija]
brand new, mask now
sw-ng down, blocc now
yo brain, splat now
body, chop down
toof gang on now
bartholomus holdin my gloc now
the government van been rolling again
god d-mnit the blocc is 2 hot now
i’m gonna get somebody bl–dy & somebody bl–dy money gonna pay my attorney
i left that boy on a gurny
i fucc his shawty she purdy
d-mnit she naughty she dirty
drinking her blood at da party
don’t make me hurt anybody
the feds have been watching i’m callin up choirboy like…

[chorus]

[verse 3: choirboy]
running man, running man
dash to a hunnit grand
look out the bacc, see another van fucc it man
duccing i ain’t duccing i be buccing for the fucc of it
dealing wit this sh-t and i had about enough of it
tired of these puppets that be fuccing up the government
tired about this money sh-t and not having enough of it
bout to get a checc, fucc it up for the fucc of it
till then, mask up we coming man run the sh-t
no life, low life
thinking if this don’t go right
one of us gon die, slow ride
oh my, oh my
here’s the church here’s the m-th-fucc’n steeple
i swear i see them people when i’m looking out my peep hole

[chorus]

-take care of these m-th-f-ckas

yo you guys been outside my house for like a whole week

-gun shot-

- rozz dyliams lyrics

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