Kythre - BLIND (feat. $peek EZ)

Woah
You not standin', you sleep
The way you keep on talkin', leave you six feet deep
Six feet under, boy you best close your lips
Like kissin' dynamite, your head gone in a glimpse like
Pussy whip you right in the face, better acknowledge us
Cold War, I pull up with the mace, there's no blinding us
I'm seein' through all of your shit, like an optometrist
I ain't need a new prescription, I been a fuckin' optimist bitch
Yeah
I keep the stick with some polisher
Not a strap, like a cane, I bust your head then polish her
Cleanin' all the blood off, 'cause I don't want them stains
No PNB, you get rocked, I rob you for your chains, like
I might just go do a show in Austin, no Ally
These crackas blood is like some ranch to me, that's hidden valley
They dressin' like shit. I'm on my Genesis shit
Even though I got a Buick, I'm still rubbin' her clit, what?
Haha, that hidden valley bar was fuckin' dope
Ha, I know right bro
Titty fuckin'
Oh shit
Wait, we titty fuckin'?
I guess we are
Titty fuckin'
I'm on go mode every time that I spit it
I pull up with your little bitch, and then she suck it and spit on it
Off the top when I go. I barely spit that fuckin' written shit
'Cause if I think about it, you fuckers might end up missin' it
I used to be on hella pills, and then I had to run away from it
Just on Seroquel, but not for long if I gotta admit
I see the change in your eyes, no Obama shit
I'm on my way to the top, while you fuckers stay irrelevant, yugh
We're gonna make it. I know we will, son
Movin' and groovin' on them hoes, like Little Milton
Y'all be makin' soulless shit, but this gon' make you feel some
The way you fuckin' mumble and grumble, speak up you fuckin' bum
Yeah. And I'm not even done
You say you fully loaded, but you can't even stunt
If you don't like what I say, meet me under the London
Cup of acid to the face, you would think we in London
Bitch

Written by:
Andrew Swiderski, Kyle Margison

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