Ace The Syndicate - RUSSIAN ROULETTE lyrics

Hook: {Skim Basegod} We here to bring thunder till you six feet under The raindancer roaming with the black magic pastors Dont you forget we some mothafu*kin masters, pull up in your quarter and the enemies scatter Bridge: {Kalvary} I regret my regrets it's the chronic ba*tard Skin you, ring you, sell you as wrappers Don't you forget the infamous rappers For those who don't know, we're the black magic pastors Verse 1: {Ace The Syndicate} Like woah, chill my ni**a like what's the dеal? If you gon' try and switch up i'm going in for the kill, bills stackin but imma just keep it real All thesе other ni**as would rather just pop a pill My people out the projects is always livin in debt and ain't never seen a cheque or ever gettin' respect, so you best protect your neck, we comin out with the clique Don't you ever forget, this the russian roulette Hook We here to bring thunder till you six feet under The raindancer roaming with the black magic pastors Dont you forget we some mothafu*kin masters, pull up in your quarter and the enemies scatter x 2 Verse 2: {Kalvary} b*tch I'm coming for your neck, I demand my respect You can't sense my moves better fix your kinect So just keep me out of your shindigs You don't wanna go toe to toe with a cynic Cuz these are the big leagues Mustard seed, your time is up I blossomed up To verse me get your xp doubled up, kinda like my double cup You don't think you've had enough? No kardashians but you having trouble keeping up Verse 3: {Skim Basegod} All i wanna do now is just live for the culture I hope when I’m gone imma get a hood sculpture The vulture should know that we hear to denounce ya Profound on a loud in crowd full of sound I’m not a british Ms but I’m lookin for a pound A circle of gees ni**a don’t you go round I’m a black young ni**a I been feeling so mild Moving through the hood with my hat laid down Non existent frequency so you can’t hate on I’m retarded in the game but I never play dumb I’m kidnappers the kidnappers better pay ransom Operations in my walk so I gotta run sum But I’m jogging w the adds and it’s critically bad How the masses always claiming that they criminally mad But they fu*kin w the cops when they postin bout an opp Lying to everyone my ni**a sh*t is deeper than you thought Verse 4: {Kalvary} ni**as wanna call the five O, saying I'm a criminal When I'm on a beat yelling out you're so cynical Tripping Reverends trynna reconfigure the system Blood by day but at night I be crippin Society is scary for ni**as this legendary I just wanna live life before I'm in the cemetery Artillery got canons looking hairy With high pitch sounds bet Mariah wouldn't Carey Verse 5: {Ace The Syndicate, Kalvary & Skim} ni**a its BMP, were the pastors you see You a weak emcee, you imposters to we I’m a god level being, taking shots on the beat I was out with the team, got the song on repeat As hard as it seems turning water to steam I was copping all the green to provide for the team Going crazy off the haze and its making us scream You obnoxious you see, you a pawn to a king See the systems designed just to leave us confined, I decline every time when I rhyme in my mind Every mountain I climb, every step that I take I be crouching like tigers, I pounce on my prey Multiply and divide and we conquer the slaves We are monsters enraged, you a dog in the cage We straight up mobbing, you ni**as just talk BMP is the answer, the question’s what’s poppin? b*tch! Og