VOCALIST CHALLENGE lyrics

[Verse 1: Depth Strida]
f*ck I dismiss all these b*tches
How they see p*ss
Still can’t slow sh*t
Holy f*ck you biting, like you motherf*cking hungry
I assaulted like you often crying
Write your homework, but they trying
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Why the f*ck you even try to flow, flow, flow, flow
First week crack his head did
Here Oswald, my plan perfect
Suck my c*ck, I’m not innocent
I can’t be mean to bless you

[Verse 2: Istasha]
f*ck it I’m putting a pin on the problem
Forget it, blank space your mind if I silence
You probably ride in the back of an alley
Don’t give a sh*t about it
No attention bragging in mentions
Go drag your ass down
f*ck HER RIGHT, MIGHT JUST DROP IT ALL AND BE THE PARASITE
OUT OF SIGHT
NO ONE WISH I COULD STRANGLE WITH MY APPETITE
DOWN WHEN YOU GET A LITTLE b*tch
STOP MY INSIDES, TAKING TIME
LOOKING OUT A FACE WITH YOUR FINE LINES
[Verse 3: Depth Strida]
Mercenaries, mercenaries, mercenaries
Motherf*cking mercenaries
Pull up make you suffer, dirty added for a feature
If you ask me nicely, tie the rope like strida
Like the alcohol addicted, I don’t f*ck with b*tches
Stridawalk you guessed it, stridawalk you guessed it
When your face is at these pussies
And I put my neck out, tap it strida, step in strida
Step in, where’s that whiskey?
b*tch I’m dropping
They still tripping badly
Mercenaries nasty

[Verse 4: Istasha]
Have the product on the scale
I scale the pulse
I can tuck them in the cracks, double vision
Focus at the distance, like a kraken
CALM DOWN
R-read the stage, kerosene a f*cking cage
b*tch I’m Houdini
Mercenary mindset, but I guarantee you cannot see me
MAN ALIVE
TORTURE TWILIGHT
RAGS DRIPPING
RING THE BELL
MY BACKSEAT, A MASSACRE
IN A SURGICAL FACTION DEVOUT