The R.O.C. - Sweet Tooth lyrics
(Blaze Ya Dead Homie) Sweeter then a bag of cheva dipped in mola**es The honey blunt got too much resin up on my gla**es You can't see me in the candy store Got me all off guard forgot why I was here What I'm shopping for Candy coated pixie sticks Hookers by the slurpee machine Looking to turn tricks For fix As I reach up in my belt And grab out the candy cane And extract a couple ju-ju bees off into your brain Watch your frame fall and crumble like peanut brittle Got you oozing from your walls Must be caramel in the middle In the center of your nuget, sits a bullet And shock tarts spit from trigger Each time I pull it I reach for the ginger snaps out the register Give me all this and a hundred grand mothaf**ker JD's in the parking lot waiting on me While R.O.C. is tying up the security (Chorus) b**hes, hoes, money and dro On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Candy, popcorn and tootsie rolls On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Hookers, d**, pimps and thugs On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Serving ugly b**hes with a beat down mug On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything (The R.O.C.) My hunger pains go deep Deeper then the core of the Earth While the planet sleeps I weep Brain activity is high on the outcome Human bodies moving in and out From the place where they subside I ride like the wind Swans Smoking up their knowledge like Crumbs As I fall millions of miles through the core of the Sun The more light we have come to bring the terror so just run My chucks are like a utility belt Detach my tooth Mamma's know set to blow the roof My, I spy all the negative energy it radiates profusely Turn it into misery Take a piece if you dare All fifty bags are fixed laced With the wickedest sh** you ever sipped Now surrender all your smoke to my n***a JD And blaze with your dead homie The street creepers Me and Twiztid made of pure ether Knocking cop out, they can't reach us And if you seek us Catch on up and you'll find The sweet tooth monstrous internet lines Are all corroded Leaving bodies folded Candy treats frozen Many flavors posin' Which will be chosen They all taste nice Sweet tooth fiening for your life muthaf**kas (Chorus) b**hes, hoes, money and dro On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Candy, popcorn and tootsie rolls On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Hookers, d**, pimps and thugs On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Serving ugly b**hes with a beat down mug On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything (JD Tha Weedman) It's me, JD The W double E-D-M-A-N From D-E-T With a sweet tooth for your candy bag Run your tricks and your treats and your chronic sack I'm the one all dressed in the colorful gang rags Walking on your porch while I'm spraying my set tag Dumping out the window of the '65 See the blood splattered postman It's D's on the ride (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) Off in the distance (Where we at man?) Way in the shadows I'm the monster you gone have to battle To keep yo' Life and whatever You brought tonight I'm taking it with or without a fight I got a sweet tooth for your pocket loot I'm bullet proof baby don't believe me? Shoot! You can't k** a dead man Who done died so many times That it's getting old being alive (Chorus x3) b**hes, hoes, money and dro On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Candy, popcorn and tootsie rolls On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Hookers, d**, pimps and thugs On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything Serving ugly b**hes with a beat down mug On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for everything