Viceroy lyrics
by Istasha
My sh*tty ass on the hook:
Back without sight
Gagged
Looking like a f*ck up
But your body's got a price tag
Spinal tap
Puncture with the drain
Wipe
A clean slate
Deadass
When you medicate a hollow person
Round them all up for slaughter like a f*cking surgeon
DEPTH STRIDA:
f*ckers talking sh*t like they be hangin in big cliques
I load the chopper rob yo daughter f*ck you and your feature offer
Shooting out the helicopter watch me swervin bullets f*cker
b*tch we always strive and prosper mercenaries made a slaughter
I shovel you a grave
This is your last day
Load the ak let em pray
I might f*cking faint
*Hooker*
My stupid ass again:
Fraud without a face
A snap of the whip and your back into place
Make a name in all this sh*t
Living disgrace
But no cap on this ship
You wanna go back
Onboard the walking plank
Anchor ties the noose
And let you sink into the f*cking sand
Making no excuses
Breed of sewer rat
Conditions make you a believer
Now wishing you could handle that
Knowing that i keep it all
UP MY SLEEVES