Snak The Ripper - Vandalize sh** lyrics

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Snak The Ripper - Vandalize sh** lyrics

[Hook] x2 Vandalize sh**, vandalize sh**, vandalize sh** Vandalize sh**, vandalize sh**, vandalize sh** Spray paint it on the walls [Verse 1: Fredro Starr] Yeah, hey yo I come through your hood like what Throw my tag up, cause life s**s Like I give a f**, I'm struck with bad luck Hanging out with bad crowds, n***as is mad loud Shouts to the nomads and the kids that go bad This is for the vandals in the train-yard smoking camels Writing on the train cars and train guard Mad agression, ever since an adolescent Never had a dad present, I left a bad impression Never learn my lesson never wait my turn n******gs, wasting time on a tax return We unemployed, type of guys you wanna avoid It's real in the streets and this gun ain't a toy You see us in the dark alley, better cross the street fast Throwin' burners up, cops watch and gotta be fast Spray ground, backpack full of spray cans We've been f**ing writing on the walls since cavemen [Hook] x2 [Verse 2: Snak the Ripper] Well I don't gotta tell you what my name is cause you already know Spend my life packing a bag of Rusto With Last Dayz on my walkman, ducking from the cops then Mad face underneath my mask when I'm rockin Joints keep tucking, the crew is unstoppable Ain't concerned with nothing, hit you up with the arsenal Disrespecting us will get you rushed to the hospital With first degree burns and pain, you never thought possible Stompdown represent, faceless the rioting Defecate on anything, ain't no love inside of me Decorate the city cause they got no variety f** society I'm bombing sh** with no sobriety f** getting bounced ain't a cop that can stop it 40 ounce sipping, on my 12 ounce profit Look at what I've done, made up my mind and then I lost it Started just for fun and now I make a little profit [Hook] x2 [Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz] I been around the world threw up my name everywhere I left my autograph so you know I was there Spraypaint the name 'Sticky Fingaz' on a church I dont care Just releasing my demons like I'm writing in a mirror If I cross your name out that means your gonna get murked You better read the signs on the wall, we marking our turf Give me a sharpie and space I throw my tag on the earth I even bomb your piece like spit, if you was there first Im a hooligan, terrorist, defacing private property They moving in, its evidence, * hypocrisy Violating my verse, * freedom of expression * I'm on some sh** but you don't know it till you stepping in it Its from the heart I do graffiti in blood Carve your name in jail, * thug I'm addicted to vandalism, sh** is a drug I get high off smelling paint it gives me a buzz

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