Baboso

[Mutilate]

Outdoorsman

This axe'll dent your face it's not an accident okay
I'm asking this to pass a fist into a pacifist today
Two brown goons on either side of a white whore in fact
She's your daughter so come holler and get s'more of that
You tweaked geeked suited and booted?
My speech competes with ill roots and Cupid
floating on drug waters waving from your Ferrari pilot
Until I come for the stash we some Molly pirates
We ain't living right, even superman is victimized
They saw that red cape, he gon' get killed by a crip tonight
Tiptoeing in Gods shoes after I renewed my soul
Walter Scott passed while yall worried about if a dress was blue or gold
Practicing meditation to calm my energy
That gun inside your home doesn't make it an inner peace
A pair of lies can leave you paralyzed
I got the face to prove it
And we'll never reach the finish line if we bring race into it
But we bust shells
Do yall niggas love jail?
Gangs ain't cool, even crips have blood cells
I'll break ya scalp bullets graze your mouth
Maybe you'll get put into a comma, when we take em out