THE DIRT. Lyrics

I'm blocking the mocking

No kiss but we rocking

My foot in it stocking

I rap until I'm rotten

No popping and dropping

That's not what I'm wanting

Make moves so I'm stunting

No plan but we plotting

No dropping but hopping

We don't do the cropping

Because I see the picture

Want all of us on it

Getting the bread so we chopping

Sharing the robbing

Because we take your breath

Or something

Life is full of stunts

We don't deal with smoke

Only smoking blunts

I rap until I'm dead

Never say it once

My mind is so heavy

It's weighing tons

Clear it all out

Been like this for months

Bank account low

So I check the funds

So I get to work

Then I spit my lungs

So I run it

And run it

And run it

Like Forrest Gump

H to the O to the C

They got my back

And their back is on me

Young and I'm wild

And I'm feeling so free

I'm smoking that green

I'm calling that vie

You know what I mean

When Godzilla

A drilla

A killa

No sinner

Deliver good shit

Guess that I'm a drug dealer

I'm sweet vanilla

And soft chinchilla

But I break the bars down

I'm a gorilla

Or I'll lay some words in your brain

The thing about music you never feel pain

Watch out what you say

You can say anything

But you don't say it in vain

These rappers are messy

We all leave them stained

Rap about bling on their chain

Guess the money and the fame

Really got them to feeling the change

Guess they all washed

But the dirt still remains

Drilling and Drilling and Drilling

HOC we're all in for the killing

Only the beat

Turn up the heat

The meat still grilling

This what we do for a living

We stick with the rapping

We don't do the singing

Already valid we don't do no pitching

The season of giving

We're not giving up

This is just the beginning

Just the beginning

The dirt still remains

Put your head in the dirt

Now my shirt got stains

She gives head in a skirt

That girl got brains

Warzone

Lay dead

Don't play no games

Still trying to forget my feelings

Why they want to take my freedom

I don't have no strap

Don't need them

The ones below I feed them

I've been

I've been

Feeding them

Leading the

I never needed them

Hats

808s

and claps

I be beating them

Runaway

Like a bad song

I'm deleting them

When I take a shot

They down

I'm healing them

So I can shoot them again and again

Am I sure?

One hundred percent

Don't interfere

It's a canon event

High off the smoke

A placebo effect

My engineer told me to switch up my style

So I did

I've been rapping real different since

I'm showing my talent

Now nothing can stop me

Feel so fresh like sucking on mints

In love with the craft

In love with the music

I'm flirting with words

Thats W rizz

I rap like colors in different tints

This track real bright

But another one darker

Everyone wants a spider man

But always walks past Peter Parker

Keep telling me stop pushing my limit

Fuck that shit

I take it farther

Stop being so pessimistic

A negative mind only makes the process harder

This way realer than the thug shit I said

Not that guy

I'm just way smarter

Drilling and Drilling and Drilling

HOC we're all in for the killing

Only the beat

Turn up the heat

The meat still grilling

This what we do for a living

We stick with the rapping

We don't do the singing

Already valid we don't do no pitching

The season of giving

We're not giving up

This is just the beginning

Just the beginning