Dressed In All Black

(G-Face, Verse 1)

 

G' is a walking negative connotation, this electron got to blazing.

Even the devil panic-stricken, that's how you know I'm hell raising.

I got click-clacks for Puerto Ricans and dark Haitians.

Glock named "Betray." This gun transgender, it can go both ways.

Barber fade cost 50' this fade cost a funeral fee and old change.

Pimp handles, hoe cradles babies like a loose wedding arrange.

The Boogeyman call G' when he need a quick blood exchange.

When you address me it's capital, R.I.P capital we rushing the capital.

I don't be capping when I say capitalist be capping things.

Now I see why you got stitches, cuz' there's a thin line for having sex and raping bitches.

I got hot caps for hoes and fiends, pigs and snitches, old hags and granny bitches.

Last time G' got lied to, there was holes dug and lines of ditches.

 

(HotShitSpitter, Verse 2)

 

You took an L when you stepped here, not a fiend's doormat

I can open every one of y'all with ki's of crack

Instrumental painted red, that's why the beat's called that

You pussies like prostitutes, always reach for MACs

But if you got a weak flow, you'll get Deebo'd at

I be devouring pricks like I eat bozacks

No one smoking cigarettes like me smoke tracks

Let me repeat: The song get smoked like weed, dro, grass

If we on a plane, I'm getting the zero class

You'll prolly reach the fourth, I make the freaks fall back

I can point out tens of things to have your ego smashed

You were listening to my shit, had a heatstroke, passed

I don't feel bad even though your family's so sad

Now they fucking torsos, arms, legs and feet all black.