[Hook (x2)]
You should be careful who you hang with, who your friends are
You get in trouble f** with rock-stars and gangsters
Wicked
b**h I am not your f**ing friend
Wicked
b**h I am not your f**ing friend
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
You know where I'm from, coming from where I'm from
s** a thumb, or get your hi-hat built by Toms Drum
You know God I'll introduce you to his Godson
Fairly odd son bang your head and let it throb some
It's that rock sh**, f** a cop pork chop sh**
Squeeze your f**ing Glock and spit flames in the drought b**h
You're not a kin to me, my fires never friendly
Adrenaline got me trembling, thirsty to k** an enemy
[Hook (x2)]
[Bridge (x2) Left Brain]
Grab this tulip, strangle you till you die
Truth in my heart, lust than hate in my mind
Multiply emotions soon will divide
Yourself from the crash reality will collide
[Verse:2 Hodgy Beats]
My friends and my imaginary adversary, actually
Mind blows like fragmentaries manditarily
Don't cross the roof with sand altin fluids
Lucid enough to see through it
Trespa**in feet, tuli's a suit, fit a new flesh
Call it trash mob, bring mafia rep that you set
Burst you like the Klu Klux crosses, the grandmas do vet
You were never kin to me, f** you and your resource
The f** you bunch, we k** 'em all
Feel no remorse
[Hook]