White Girl

Lyrics

[Intro: Danny Diablo] Put me louder, put my vocals up! Yeah, yeah, that's right baby, Ill-Roc Baby! Reel Wolf baby! Wes Nihil Baby! Danny Diablo! Oh Canada [Verse 1: Danny Diablo] They call me Diablo, Ill Roc commander Dirty rotten scoundrel, devilish slander Gang gang, ahh, gangbang Put your lights out, let my nuts hang Pussy nigga, you afraid to get fucked A psycho chasin' all my buck When in doubt I knock 'em out Slap your bitch and put my dick in her mouth My four pound rocks your body, up for days sniffing molly Five stages of death, Lycan's blood, show no mercy, show no love [Chorus: Wes Nihil] Super-psycho, butcher knife like Michael Execute, load up the rifle Dazed and confused, taking your life, yo Code to the streets, yo, we got that white girl Super-psycho, butcher knife like Michael Execute, load up the rifle Dazed and confused, taking your life, yo Code to the streets, yo, we got that white girl [Verse 2: Wes Nihil] Check the ballistics, don't become a statistic Pop off sadistic, it's Wes Nihilistic All that shit you spit, kid, I really live this Don't get caught up and get put on a hitlist Your face put in the papers as missing Green light, execute those snitching You don't really want beef so stop riffing Serrated blade through your flesh I'm riffin' Like Ed Gein, your corpse I'm skinnin' Put your face on a lampshade, I'm winnin' Be sure you're dead, six feet, not livin' [Chorus: Wes Nihil] Super-psycho, butcher knife like Michael Execute, load up the rifle Dazed and confused, taking your life, yo Code to the streets, yo, we got that white girl Super-psycho, butcher knife like Michael Execute, load up the rifle Dazed and confused, taking your life, yo Code to the streets, yo, we got that white girl [Verse 3: Danny Diablo & Wes Nihil] Metaphor, met a few whores Got your mom sucking dick washing my drawers Free fishscale off the brick, bitch, we slangin' raw Have your girl turning tricks through the strip, breakin' the law Gang related, law and order East coast body snatcher, slaughter your daughter Top dog, OG shot caller Every bar I drop I get top dollar The 12-gauge make you look a lot smaller Packing tools we move to torture Torture chamber, sinner from birth Derelict and punk, put you in the dirt Ezec and Wes, who wanna flex? Spit fire from Hell, devilish flesh