The Strike Line

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I don't give a fuck [Verse 2] [?] [Verse 3] [?] [Verse 4: King Magnetic] The possibility of hostility Increasing when I'm speaking on ability Your lack of, it's killing me It's me and Diabolic sizin' (Syze and) up ya wallet So I can get these savings Rising off of a college, lies from a bunch of scholars Died for a couple dollars Both happen around here, if you try to [?] And I'll be swinging like a freaky couple does Fuck with us, it's like sniffing OxyContins, I'll crush your buzz Lost Cauze, we don't break it, we adjust the law Bust blue steel until you see Jus Allah What up, Vin and Doap But now I'm finna hope For coming in the game, it's not a game, it's skin and throats It's getting thrown I got a half of the I got a habit of stabbing my hand And whatever's happened to fam Whatever happened to fans If I expand any further, it's murder in every land They heard of us, the Army invading [?] [Verse 5: Jus Allah] I am impatient and packin' It's an accident waiting to happen I can smell blood, I want a taste of the action I only take drugs that have a fatal reaction I ain't even fazed by it, I'm chasin' the dragon I can't stop for the pain, it's a wasted emotion A drop of rain to the ocean I can't quit coming home with blood-stained clothin' Why try to fix something if it ain't broken? I like to fight with the hammers outside of the camera-sight And I stand by my words like Vanna White While your family on the curb lighting candle-lights Cops wanna find me and read me my Miranda rights But I skipped town, loaded up the Samsonite I slowed down, I was coming to an amber light I leave people on the ground like the cancelled flight Then I return back around the annual night