Council Pop

Lyrics

[Intro] Sesh Head Sessions You know what I'm saying? That council pop rap You know what I'm saying? [Verse 1 - Black Josh] Heavy breathing, chest wheezing, head bleeding Left sleeping on the ground Next weekend, same shit when I'm out The best threesomes, Hennessy with the loud Just recently, two freaks at the house Two Jesus, I'm out That fucking hurt my nose Got a smorgasboard of drugs doing eenie minie mo On tour with the lads, she got left behind at home [Verse 2 - Sly Moon] Hey yo, fuck it, that's the subject matter It's that usual suspect data Cut lines but I cut cheques so it don't matter Cult sag ya, soul snatchеr Still alive when I toe tag ya So ratchеt, that jacked shit from TK Maxx shit Don't jack it, stop don't match it On the rock and roll on a roll Why am I so Slys all I wanna know [Verse 3 - Black Josh] On a E its savagery Did it doggy in the toilet, bitch it's beastiality Party animal, crushed the manual Yeah, my sanity is long gone Ket in' my long johns with the cannabis Rip a Cali pack like a pack of crisps Tar off the blunt give me the blackest lips Chemical imbalance, needs a catalyst My ego needs the baddest bitch Flow so sweet, I'm on dialysis Grip on mic til it gives me calluses [Verse 4 - Sly Moon] Anarchist, goblet made of amethyst Five-star restaurant, eatin' parma ham and chips With the Maccies dip, is what you think it's not? Turn the penthouse suite into a dingey squat Paper plates, gold Rolex Don't make me raise the stakes ya' dough won't stretch Got the Queen on the notes doing yoga Flip skrilla by the boat load There ain't a dealer that I don't owe dough to [Verse 5 - Black Josh] I hate your go-to, I hate your whole crew Middle finger and a shank when I approach you Never told a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth Lying on my name, you're Eminem, you got no Proof Money where my mouth is, that's word to my gold tooth Going over everybody's heads like a cold too Smoking weed in public like I'm under my own roof Sitting up the tops, just suttin that GOATs do [Verse 6 - Sly Moon] M double O to the N The second I'm gone I roll through again Back with a vengeance Back like I never left seven steps to heaven, ain't got any left Took it a step too far Smoke some shit, make Harold forget Kumar Remember who your friends are Keep my enemies close like a chest scar, open heart surgery Doctor looking at me nervously Cause there's nothing there to see But the beat's still bumping [Outro] Straight BLAH shit, this is our shit FDNB in the function Straight BLAH shit, make ya car flip Ash on your carpet, ya get meh? Straight BLAH shit, this is our shit FDNB in the function