La Mala Ordina - Clipping./The Rita.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Daveed Diggs/Jonathan Snipes/Demetrius Jackson/Jeremie Pennick
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Daveed Diggs/John W. Snyder/Jonathan Snipes/Sam McKinlay/William Hutson
[00:06.752] [Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
[00:38.441] The bags on the table ain't for weight, they for body parts
[00:41.528] Victim skin stretched across the wall, call it body art
[00:44.772] Bodies for the pile, bring 'em out stacked on a dolly cart (Yeah)
[00:47.828] Anybody out there ain't on drugs yet, they should prolly start (Start)
[00:50.903] This too real
[00:51.852] Talking 'bout your life's a movie when the party start (Turn up)
[00:54.078]But you ain't pick a genre, lil' bitch that wasn't hardly smart (No
[00:57.270] The script was shit , your third act really drags, the structure falls apart
[01:00.336] So here the fixer come, clipping limbs to serve 'em à la carte
[01:03.712] The horror show was so wack, you said you'd never go back
[01:06.829] But you standing over the stove talking 'bout you really know crack
[01:09.902] (What you know)
[01:11.053] Crack is what a skull do (Yep), so if someone getting brain
[01:13.031] That mean it was nice to know you, the spinal fluid a go-to
[01:16.386] To thicken the pot, the clique out in the whip whipping the snot
[01:19.379] Out a submissive till he shit blood
[01:21.293] You thought they was dickin' a thot?
[01:22.701] You got your rap shit ****ed up
[01:24.701] Matchstick tucked up under the tongue
[01:26.685] Pour the oil, smell the sulfur, then you run (Run)
[01:28.908] [Verse 2: Elcamino]
[01:30.487] I'm rollin' up in the back of a G-wagon
[01:33.820] I'm always on G-status, look (Look G'ed up, n*gga)
[01:36.226] 40 on my lap, that's the heat package
[01:39.969]I'm from a hood where we beat rappers (We beat these pussy ass niggas
[01:43.902]We way too grimey, we don't see rappers (Don't see y'all niggas
[01:46.759] They s'posed to be street, but really be actors
[01:49.581] I really be with the jackers
[01:52.867] The ones who be clappin' shit and pistol packin'
[01:55.235]Niggas who really trappin' (Really trappin'
[01:59.523]Cocaine selling with 60 in they mattress (Stackin' n*gga
[02:03.858] And do it with passion
[02:06.023]This how these bitches be doin' they lashe
[02:09.090]I hate niggas that sit on they asses (****in' hate y'all niggas
[02:11.928] Always asking but they ain't makin' shit happen
[02:14.454] Get out my way I'm craftin', laughin' (We laughin')
[02:17.385] Let me spark my matches
[02:20.561] [Verse 3: BENNY THE BUTCHER]
[02:21.504]Yo, I hope you niggas can jet (Uh huh
[02:23.846] 'Cause you dealing with a rapper that smoke contenders for rec (Nigga)
[02:26.924]Real dope boy, I cook coke and interval stretch diamond
[02:30.660] Right outta pot everything invisible set (Yeah)
[02:33.446] Trunk got pies in it, disappeared in five minutes
[02:36.811] The plug took the team where we never been like Kawhi Leonard (Woo)
[02:40.301] Tote straps never smoked jack but go live with it (What)
[02:43.256] In my book that's dry snitchin' but that's only my opinion
[02:46.379] Gangstas know, killers stay patient till they down something (Chill)
[02:49.589] But hit 'em like a real estate agent when he house huntin'
[02:52.842] Rolex dial studded feds say my time flooded (Damn)
[02:55.944] Put another chain on my neck and I'm a drown from it
[02:59.234] El Padrino in the El Camino
[03:01.873]If you bitch, get a jive switch and sell what's legal (Pussy
[03:05.072] We might smile ear to ear but you can tell we evil
[03:08.222]These rap niggas dye they hair just to sell some single
[03:11.536] The Butcher!
[03:12.381] [Verse 4: Daveed Diggs]
[03:12.725] Rock, paper, ice pick; nice trick, no homonym
[03:14.856] Cutouts from a magazine, make letters for your mom and them
[03:18.161] Who remember arts and crafts, these killers is artisans
[03:21.423] With an arsenal to elevate your arteries, start again
[03:24.393] Rock, paper, zip tie; that slow burn that drip dry
[03:27.524] That fissures in your field of vision make your world a fisheye
[03:30.669] That round edge make it worser when the bubble burst you just cry
[03:33.826] Laid out on the floor without a tongue trying to ask why
[03:37.124] Rock, paper, gun shot; classic out in some spots
[03:40.409] If you prefer the sweet life maybe you can die like gum drops
[03:43.519] Smooth and round and melting if you're left out when the sun's hot
[03:46.862] This the preferred method of smart killers and dumb cops
[03:50.050] Rock, paper, papercut; take 'em out to get tapered up