Plugged In

Lyrics

[Intro] Fumez the Engineer, Plugged in PR SAD, free the members Free R6, free Itch, ST, GI, Clicks You know the vibe Pills goin' crazy [Verse] It's a reckless world Corn in his chest, now, it's Reckless' world Double 6, fuck the 12 Three man got hit with that reckless .12 Peewee greasy shoot like Bale Greaze was leaky, swam like Phelps They shout like girls, I creep in stealth tryna decrease health I don't need a slatt or slime to do it Stuff these chew-its and take it there Graveyard my Bruce ain't playin' fair So I'm outside the barbers and shaved him there Stuttz got a shell in his back like a turtle His skin went from brown, pink to purple He got fried and his cousin died We're winnin' this shit, we ain't dyin' in Serco It was Skrilly and Scribz that raised us dangerous Now, we're in love with the paigons Me and Itch was 15 just raged up, gauged up Really tryna make some statements ST tried smoke man's dad That was way back, the identity weren't mistaken Free the murder squad that's caged in They're the reason that we smoke these flavours We're the reason your dead friend's famous Save it, they ain't done shit so we take him Fourteen plus wounds with the stainless Amazin' how God couldn't even save him In the blade we trust The get back took my man's cuz Four of them's dead, we ain't ridin' enough S got put down, they were hypin' him up GI got life still flyin' it up We saw the GoFundMe page and I'm quite ashamed, money should be a focus Bored Reckz in his back like "Hold this" PS, he screamed out "Oh shit, oh shit" Kweng man's face, nasty how it opened Threat to myself 'cah the safety's broken '021, big game, no rodents No spot, it's outside where it's freezin' Rub the bells in my palm just to heat them WD40, grease it, clean it Check them snaps and pree them eediats We do drills broad day or the evenin' Either we're bored or someone's tweakin' Hella cap in his rap, don't believe him 16 plate weren't there when they were grievin' Opp block tour for casualty The sweeties cause more than cavities And I know why them rap boys mad 'cause if drillers got paid, they wouldn't have no salaries 15, we were doin' Tour de France 18, we were doin' Sons of Anarchy 21, we're tryna done man's dance Bro got 25 'cause he stopped that heart If they done a headcount in A-Town, can name about four or five not attendin' Treacherous necklace, t-shirts, pendants That's where the rest of the class attendin' They want a nigga baitface, I don't need attention Now, I'm on the Trey, tryna add to the tension Blade in his head by force, it was bendin' Four lives on pause and death were the sentence [Outro] Fumez the Engineer