TRAGEDY lyrics
by Istasha
[Verse 1: DEATHSLEFTHAND]
You pus*y boys wanna talk 'bout sh*t you got no clue of
I bet no one got your back from the people you love
So you better shut the f*ck up
Tell your b*tch to grow up
Tell your b*tch to back up
I whip my knife and stab ya
Put that on the gang
Put that on my fam
Mercenaries, K-9 Unit with them sharp fangs
Come and get your mans
Come and get your friend
Before I turn this gathering into a bloodbath
[Bridge: DEATHSLEFTHAND]
Ayy, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 2: Istasha]
Thinking you got bucks when you're bankrupt
Ganji attitude and rebel 'till your homeless
Stone cast to own less
Down when f*ck up
Teeth in acid ends around
In the cold dig a grave out for gold
Punished convictions done f*ck a system
Submission
A hollow ward
Can't put subordinate order
It's inefficient
Done but your sh*t ain't done
f*ckit got that
Belt still equipped when you crawl
Crawl from the crypt
[Verse 3: Depth Strida]
All you b*tches act so gangsta
Throw the pipe bomb out the Tesla
All this sh*t is way too messed up
f*ck the law eat cops for breakfast
Tactic vest made of kevlar
Garbage clique meet the red dot
Hollow tips for the headshot
Leave the place drivin' faster
Wroom, wroom, wroom
b*tch I'm drippin' I could swim
I feel water on my skin water bending ain't no sin
Diamonds on my glove call me Thanos
Silence at your shows better wake up
Your b*tch wants it raw she's a nympho
Ain't no more talk enough infos
All you b*tches act so gangsta
Throw the pipe bomb out the tesla
All this sh*t is way too messed up
f*ck the law eat cops for breakfast
Tactic vest made of kevlar
Garbage clique meet the red dot
Hollow tips for the headshot
Leave the place drivin' faster