sl*t lyrics

Citrate:
Why you actin like someone that you're not
Carrying all those pistols, boy you might just end up shot
f*ckin' with extdo-mags and laser-infra-dots
All my homies stay in strapped, you lookin' like you're SWAT
While you're in pain, from the sounds that you make
On round, there's a trace from the rounds that I spray
While you're in pain, from the sounds that you make
On round, there's a trace from the rounds that I spray

(I'm always in the market, from the way you talkin' you always in the circus. f*cking making your b*tch into a carpet.)

(?) sell it on the market
Always f*cking talking and that's why you're a target
Caught your ass (?) the way you be retarded
f*cking on your b*tch, all you pussies (?)

CUT YOUR BODY OPEN (?)
(?)

Citrate:
Why you actin like someone that you're not
Carrying all those pistols, boy you might just end up shot
f*ckin' with extdo-mags and laser-infra-dots
All my homies stay in strapped, you lookin' like you're SWAT
While you're in pain, from the sounds that you make
On round, there's a trace from the rounds that I spray
While you're in pain, from the sounds that you make
On round, there's a trace from the rounds that I spray
Lord Distortion:
(?)


Citrate:
Why you actin like someone that you're not
Carrying all those pistols, boy you might just end up shot
f*ckin' with extdo-mags and laser-infra-dots
All my homies stay in strapped, you lookin' like you're SWAT
While you're in pain, from the sounds that you make
On round, there's a trace from the rounds that I spray
While you're in pain, from the sounds that you make
On round, there's a trace from the rounds that I spray