(hook)
yo this is for shadow, justin and keenan
thanks for the shot to get my shit gleaming
you know it's dope, and you know i'm the demon
the worlds fending for my shit and my semen
this is for shadow, justin and keenan
my mind keeps dreaming, this is my team and
you know we're dope, you know we're devils and demons
but i'm the voice in your head, now keenan start screaming
and i'm the dude in the back room
my name's rude and i'm here to bring a monsoon
a typhoon, i'm the general, the big shot
i got pot growing from my socks in every spot
i'm a radical bitch, i'm a radical
i kill haters like shadow, i'm an animal
i'm a cannibal i eat em' like hannible
i'm not horror core, but close, read the manual
put a finger in the air, fuck em' all
will 2012 really be our downfall
will we ever give up, no, we'll never give in
we'll never lose the battle when we're rapping to win
and i got some deep thoughts of rage within
and it's aimed at all your faggots who can't write with a pen
i'm a dirty rap sin, with a sexy ass grin
from under the bed, from the darkest den
(hook)
yo this is for shadow, justin and keenan
thanks for the shot to get my shit gleaming
you know it's dope, and you know i'm the demon
the worlds fending for my shit and my semen
this is for shadow, justin and keenan
my mind keeps dreaming, this is my team and
you know we're dope, you know we're devils and demons
but i'm the voice in your head, now keenan start screaming
so i don't know if i can pick between life and death
who gets the most breath, which one is best
who can pass the test with skills and smart actions
and watch the fans and their face reactions
it's fucking dope, how i can past the time
with a beat or a rhyme and a big fat dime
and i never get bored with music or drugs
i'm not a thug, but cops got my mug, yo
sag my pants till my mother fucking ass shows
i'm like rambo, i'm an ass hole
i paid the rap toll about a year ago
when i rap bro, i bring fear yo
i'm a demon, and i'll keep you screaming
i got the reason for life, the straight meaning
i got some chronic and a mic in my hand
and when i stand alone i'm like the god of man
so call me rude, i have an attitude
i have a bad mood every time she acts prude
i'm in the groove to prove everyone wrong
until the snow falls i'll put ice in my bong
when i fall down, i get right back up
understand i'm crazy, it's not just me acting up
i'm losing my mind, can i touch the sky
one more time for your mind, before we all fucking die
This new EP from producer Fil Jackson will thrill fans of underground hip-hop with its dense atmospherics & a feature from rapper Lungs. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 4, 2023