Resurrection Lyrics

Fuck out my section I don't want you near

Sippin on cranberry vodka no beer

Tripping off acid my vision ain't clear

Dragging your body watching the blood smear

They see us and cheer

Killing these rappers, I hit em with spears

Bitch it's our time n I know that's it's near

I'm sparking my blunt then I go disappear

I go disappear

All of this smoke that I'm blowing y'all fear

Kush what I smoke n that mid is for queers

This bud is so loud that I cant even hear

I roll up in clouds and I smoke with my peers

These busta ass pussies can't fw my sound

My style is so uni-que it cannot be found

Making yo body drop straight to the ground

I re-load my clip and I empty some rounds

All on yo clique mane these pussies ain't shit

I don't give a fuck mane, I'm talking my shit

Fuck all theses rappers that hate on me now

Most of these pussies just look like some clowns

Not what they bout fuck they rappin about

Dumpin yo body that cannot be found

Up in the lake, somewhere in the south

Spark up a blunt and I go to that clouds

All on yo clique mane these pussies ain't shit

I don't give a fuck mane, I'm talking my shit

Fuck all theses rappers that hate on me now

Most of these pussies just look like some clowns

Not what they bout fuck they rappin about

Dumpin yo body that cannot be found

Up in the lake, somewhere in the south

Spark up a blunt and I go to that clouds