Zoetic - Russian Roulette lyrics

[Verse:Zoetic] You dont wanna be around, when i smoke a quarter pound, so loud itll burn down the whole town Bussin super flows, when im high or feelin low, better hope that you can float like a boat cause you might drown I be pushin that rock, up on the track my momentum won't stop Off on a bender, im cold as december when i put this bomb together itll put you in a box ! Rhyming stop whining Im squashing grapes like a viking Destroying that hymen until inside her p**y im sliding Then i hit it from the back Got her screaming zac As i give her a** a smack Bouncin on my lap Imma put her in a sack When im in the loveshack Stick it like a thumbtack Till i make her spine crack Bustin like a gat splat Ok, im back Got a little off track But imma come with the crack This music is my, calling, with the pencil on the pad im like a lyricist Im climbing never falling, feels like ive waited a thousand years for this Been shrouded in the shadows now its time to step out and shine Never slowin down when im on my grind Kickin crazy flows like all the time You dope? Stop f**in lyin Me tho? Got the heart of a lion I be hearin all half a** verses Blast il hearse em Attack ill hurt em Throw a tomahawk across a bloody room never seen it comin all you heard was whoosh! Now you layin in a pool These dudes, are clueless When it comes to music Cause im too amusin Leaves haters wit bruises They toothless, beat em down to the ground with these iron two fist For Spittin dr suess rhymes like, red fish and blue fish Smokin hocus pocus Everybody notice When im wearin my chain shine like a bowl of goldfish Orchestratin all these rhymes, mr hollands opus Mesmerizin flow, watch me go hypnosis Tryna lay off the double time, but i can't control it I just gotta show it, cause the haters loathe it Everybody diss it but they wish that they can kick it like a chopper that be k**in composition wit another transition I light em up, shut em down Front my homie, wit a pound Flood the streets i, flood the town Won't stop, till i, got the crown Bob yo, head, shake it, around Speakers, bumpin, from the, sound Badump bump bump, when i come from the slums Crashin in the harbor and takin every last crumb Like a desperate bum Cause im a conundrum Sun tzu this the art of war, always lookin for more Splashin blood on the walls When im up in her walls Smear it down the halls Yea this the murder call Murk em all? Yea i murked em all Be ready for the curves when you tryna ball Actin like you hard when i seen you boutta week ago buyin sh** at the mall at a kiosk stall Time to close up shop 808's knock Pullin down my zipper screamin s** my co*k Lemme slow down clocks Sabastian bach Spittin double time and i got it on lock At the speed of six machs Break the sound barrier like aircraft carriers the way i carry words is doper than a bag of h**n First number when you count, im the one, muthaf**a i won