Hella White Tiger

Lyrics
[Verse 1: ClockworC] I flow like smoke and I sting like a scorpion Flow taking over your mind like you gone done snorted it I'm Kevorkian, the tracks ask me to kill Throwing a beat up under the bus And crushing a pedal watching rubber peel Gutter meal cooking up in the underground from broader wear And now I'm well done and just begun to bend your ear Tender fear, shadow up in the night, what you can't see That's me, voice inside your head before you fall asleep Well call the peeps and tell 'em I'm adjusted and testable Unacceptable passover, gots you swinging from my testicles I piled up, you can't bat your eyes She rubbernecking this god, crash Hit it all the time like a baseball bat to the brain It's foolish contact, Louis slugger, wrong hands Down here, all mad, it has begun, it'll never die This is a Mortal Kombat Running with the back of that boom-bap Getting high, rapping with comrades Hammer hands and yeah my manners sicko Where you at fam? [Hook] This is my time, I ride inside a Thin bread line, I walk a full bob wire Suicide dies, couldn't get whiter Pride like a lion, bio make a tiger Hairy old mods are forcing the fire Been around the world and got a little bit wiser Lessons for a life are trapped inside a cell There's a war inside my mind until my time to retire I'm feeling high (we be outta sight) Blind lead the blind (we be outta mind) No place to run (we be outta sight) No place to hide (we be outta mind) Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger (Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger) Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger (Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger) [Verse 2: Mr. Grey] Do you like Dragons? Dragging my nuts on your chin Do you like Goblins? You gobble 'em up with a grin I write poems oh so gritty, wicked and witty I play ping-pong with my ding-dong in your betty Pussy is petty, my eyes stay on the fetti I pimp slap, whiplash, she bash, I lash Aphrodisiac to tame a time tigress She was the vibe in your thatch She made my baby brain and my heart sank Ripping on old skips like a really cool hippopotamus Hungry and nautilus, spit in your eye (shit, vomit, piss) Never needed nothing but a roof, shower, and pumpkin pistol Embedded into my mind, melting your muffins These are the rules of this roughing It's slick spitting no cupping it Mama made it real tough, so I push harder than the next Marathon for it, glum gimp copy goregasm, gorefest Bitch you need a sympathetic sorceress [Verse 3: ClockworC] This my time, welcome to the saga Riding through the streets, MCs call me faja Force choking bitches with my dick, doc sider Pride of the people, only melodies minor Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger Filthy old straps cry unholy diva 145 kicking live like my tribe does Gunny like The Punisher rushing to give ya prime cuts [Hook] This is my time, I ride inside a Thin bread line, I walk a full bob wire Suicide dies, couldn't get whiter Pride like a lion, bio make a tiger Hairy old mods are forcing the fire Been around the world and got a little bit wiser Lessons for a life are trapped inside a cell There's a war inside my mind until my time to retire I'm feeling high (we be outta sight) Blind lead the blind (we be outta mind) No place to run (we be outta sight) No place to hide (we be outta mind) Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger (Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger) Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger (Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger) [Outro] Still I breathe fire, hella white tiger Still I breathe fire
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Credits
- Writers
- Platinum Sellers Beats
- ClockworC
- Mr. Grey