CCTV

Lyrics

[Intro] Deadboy Deadboy (KILL) Deadboy Deadboy [Verse] CC television clips, mom, I'm on TV Homicidal dreams turned into reality Holographic sight, baby, what a sight to see I slither like a lizard when I'm dippin' through these streets PlayStation in the dash, green Gex, leather seats Dope make me strong, but you bitches got me weak Two twelves knockin' like it's trickin' for a treat Masked up like Halloween, player, what's the fee? Baby, what's the play? I'll be waitin' by the creek Washin' off my diamonds, blood trail behind my feet Every watch, I bust it down, give a fuck about the time Collectors shake they head when they see the baguettes in the dial [Chorus] Five-five-six, catch a carbine clip Packin' cemetery mags, smokin' Hi-Fi zips Off the top rope, bitch, you fucked with the wrong clique Tracer rounds leave you burnin' like you fucked the wrong bitch Five-five-six, catch a carbine clip (Deadboy) Packin' cemetery mags, smokin' Hi-Fi zips (Deadboy) Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Uh, uh), what? [Outro] (Deadboy) (Deadboy) (Deadboy) (Deadboy) (Deadboy) (Deadboy) (Deadboy) (Deadboy)