[Intro]
Vulgar Display
Uh-huh
Body Bag (Body Bag)
805 bustin'
[Verse 1]
Yeah, we blackin' on the beat, slow feet, don't eat
We ain't the same, your spirit reelin', but the flesh weak
Huh, rip on the technique, can't work around that (Nah)
fu*k a handout, only free cheese in the mousetraps
This ain't the bounce back, he solidified
Write my scriptures on ancient scrolls, control it through the mind's eye
Bonsai, kamikaze, caught the damage [?][0:52]
Denmark through a cylinder block (Oh)
The block hot, spin the Jody Watley
Get the math right, move the graphite
These lab rats triеd to red dot me, it's obvi' (Brr, brr)
Got the crack for your stеreo system, splash the wisdom, had to aerial lift 'em
The mechanism shift his body (Boom)
Did him like Pac in the lobby, the Glock godly, got him singin' like they Pavarotti
Sip the toxins, treat his chest like we chest boxin'
Death the best option if we horn rockin'
Huh, stay out the way, he still got the feelin'
'88 Mike from the line, this sh*t spine chillin'
Word, he take it there, slide like Professor X in the chair
Sendin' shots through the air, motherfu*ker
[Chorus]
Build it ground up
This sh*t authenticated (Uh)
Got it out of the mud, y'all just affiliated
Ha, woah, get left right there
Behind the nose with the stare sendin' shots through the air (Oh)
They ain't really like that (Nah)
fu*k a handout, only free cheese in the mousetraps
Huh, word, this sh*t authenticated (This sh*t authenticated)
Got it out of the mud, you just affiliated (Uh)
[Verse 2]
My steel moves like a surgeon
Play the doc, reel in the sturgeon
Wrap your knot like André when he rocked the turban (Blah)
Right the pestilence, this ain't rap, these messages
Sent from Heaven's gates beyond the wastelands of the exodus (Ha)
Peep the excellence, bro, the blade's sharp
Move like Ryu Hayabusa in the cover of the dark, this sh*t a work of art
Slide like Rickey Henderson (Ah), got the blicky tucked inside the Pendleton (Brr)
Potato on the barrel of the Remington, huh
Wise beyond my years, clear the table off
The cable ripped, tear the tablecloth
Now he leakin' through his hairy cloth
This cloth talk and now the gloves is off
Ain't no love lost, the elixir got me swervin', fu*ker gettin' dog walked
Where's they code of honor?
The stealth bomber leavin' holes in they coat of armor
He flamin' up they alma mater
That's old karma, duke, that cold llama goin' apesh*t
Tape on the grip, right this pain when he light the farmer
Seal your fates, blastin' knowledge in a fluid state
Cut the sample off the turntable and watch it liquidate
He'd rob a Patrick with a dirty ratchet
Use his face to bury the hatchet
And shake they asses when he kick the planet (Blah)
[Chorus]
Build it ground up
This sh*t authenticated (Uh)
Got it out of the mud, y'all just affiliated
Ha, woah, get left right there
Behind the nose with the stare sendin' shots through the air (Oh)
They ain't really like that (Nah)
fu*k a handout, only free cheese in the mousetraps
Huh, word, this sh*t authenticated (This sh*t authenticated)
Got it out of the mud, you just affiliated
[Outro]
Central Coast
Stay out the way, man
Body Bag (That's produced and written by)
Watch me, dude, watch me
fu*kin' around, man
Haha