Jay Midas - No Witnesses

Pop out with that 20 mag, shoot you up and grab that bag
Ridin' low, we breaking bones and blast you in your fuckin' skull
714, We never die, shoot at me, I'm still alive
Drinkin' up, my liver cries, tote my glock, pull and surprise
Fuckin' you up and we counting it up
I got blood on my rug, they call Midas the stud
It's that 24/7, spit heaven, no blessing
Just spoke to all, they say, "They hate us", fuck
Bottle up, bottle up, bottle up
Into Jack or Henny and then we drink it up
Anxiety, it warps my mind, I'm lookin' dead and feelin' dead
Straight to my head, back down again, my organs, "Wanna die", they said
It's 2:00pm I'm still in bed, Jay Midas, bitch, is back again
Impala, whip it round the bends, 2002, until the end
Hey, you in the sink pit
Call me Ruby 'cause I'm shinin' like it's Christmas
Getting fucked 'cause I'ma motherfuckin' misfit
Monochrome is my zone, grey and grey ,bitch
I came up, but I still fuckin' do this shit, bitch

Death always be calling me, he warns me time is near complete
He wishes for the best, I wheeze, the population, hates me three
Fuck everyone, please leave me be
I hate all of you mutually, it's only me and my shawty
We fucking up 'til we can't breathe, fuck
Outcast, drink fast, blasted, out fast, backlash, smashed, ouch
My glock is the devil and bringin' you my shovel, you got AKs?
We got double, shoot ass until you're rubble, uh
Hit, hit, hit, where's your crew and shit? They've gone, dipped
I hit with them my stick
Lips, hips, grip, Peitho is my Goddess
Repress, depressed, steep, vast
Deep shit, keep it
Don't fuck with me, cross me if you want death
Shootin' at fucking block until there's nothing left
I'm not stopping 'til I drop, shit, killin' 'til I rest
7-1-4, In my blood, until I take my final breath

Written by:
Joshua Middleton

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