back in the fort
• Written by gilliz
we don't have time to eat
don't have time to sleep
we've just been tripping but were back in the fort tonight
so come-on
YEAH
and we at it again
back in the bitch
like the home town king pins
we going to ride tell we die
with the rythem and the rhymes
im a young white boy
reppin from the maritimes
stash pack, roof cracked
never have to cock back
semiauto on tap
everybody know that
yeah...
and we back from the basement
trippin on the oil patch
making fat statements
life can end two ways
tragically or painless
bones get fractured
get placed in the pavement
see you packing pistols
little bitch boy
aim it
small town
soft game
fake like makeshift
we dont have time to eat
dont have time to sleep
weve just been tripping but were back in the fort tonight
so comeon
twisted heavymetal thoughts
tripping off a molitoff
aimed at world trades
should i say pennycost
church in flames
running like the holicost
two brothers separated
now we trippin
acid drops
the forts been banging
bad bitches be slaying
my crews been slanging
that dope shit
two fucks about a bitch
with a nose itch
haha yeah...
i started with a snapback
now i rock a fitted cap
bitches wanna see
i got my city on my fucking hat
bros wanna ride im always on there side
bitches wanna die get
capped up in a drive bi
ughhh
if you know what i mean
chad gillis and killi
a indestructible team
getting down with the boys
from the d4tc
unimaginable for a
mother fucker like me
so peep the funk sound
as i tear apart the underground
players be haten
but they dont even wanna fuck around
so whos going to doubt
with the 9 milli poking out
chad gilli bring heat
clutch game
win streak
we dont have time to eat
dont have time to sleep
weve just been tripping but were back in the fort tonight
so comeon
Killimatics part ......
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gilliz
Member since August 10 2016