Farragut Dust

Lyrics

[2011 Version Intro] - They must really feed each other to the lions down there because the guy gave the money right up - I swear to Christ, I'll get the money! - Though we got to spend the rest of the weekend at the track [Verse] We blaze the Orange Goblin blunts, respect it, homie Killers are deep, I'm packin' meat knives, my villains too elite My bloody sword is discreet, my tourniquet got a mind of its own Smack in yo' head with the chrome in tune of the beat, these all the seeds, dude All the time The way I liquify cats they always wanna know what I put in the fuckin' rhyme I ain't from no rich hood, I was brought up by Farragut My building's known for turnin' nice people to maggot shit You characters are actors, you ain't spittin' shit Original Goon; OG, I'm killin' shit Don't be mad I sold yo' mom Dust, in God we trust Coven soldiers, get yo' G packs and bundle up Brooklyn Winter's like Apocalypse, we double up Zero class be on the block gunnin', we gun 'em up Every slut suckin' dick 'cause they want a cut It's either that or the cutter, homie, fuck it, I keep 'em dusted up