Half Skrpt - Hockey Puckz (Rebel Na$ty)

It's eddy the rebel
Eddy the rebel
It's eddy the rebel

Rebel mafia
Rebel mafia
Pull up
Beamer Benz and Bentley y'all be pawning off some 10 speeds
420 feeling y'all puffing with the bitches
Don't use my name in vain when you speak on it
Kurt Cobain a whole beat if I needed it
Suicidal thoughts
I let the demons in
Realized I'm a god now the devil wants a piece of me
You can't kill what's already dead
A snake still rattles when you cut off it's head
Spiritually I'm balanced but the demons scream Rebel mafia
Rebel mafia
Rebel mafia
Growing up the only game I played was paper boy
Now I'm all grown up and they calling me that paper boy
Beamers benz and Bentley's
My Rolex it ain't existing
Bong rips and dabs of that trippy
I'm that big boy with a pimp cane
You want me to be honest
I'll per hide yo Pontic
My green so gone call it savior and I'm signing
Take you to the marijuana
Hold it in pass the bong
Rebel nasty got the bomb
Take yo brain cells to vietnam
Rebel mafia
Rebel mafia
Use the sunglasses to hide the hockey puckz

Yeah bitch
Rebel mafia

It's half script
Got a couple bad habits
I'm addicted to the money and fucking bad bitches
Got kicked outta school I'm fucking bad bitches
Now I'm in the coupe bout to make it happen
On the way to do the booth I'm with nasty
Couple xannies with the brew got me laxing
Roll around town with a couple magnums
I get in the booth and I get to snapping
If that boy talks then I get the clapping
Mama hit me up she said what you packing
What you packing
Im with the mafia
Rebel mafia
Rebel mafia
Gang shit
I'm with the mafia

Written by:
king nasty

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