EPIPHANIES ft. Soundso Soulful Lyrics

It's good for the soul

Blood naked like the leek, deaf walk the streets

I go daily on the beat, hoes want the meat

I've been the best, hit your chest, you no longer breathe

Roll up like long sleeves, I'm a pop ya homie

Can't pinch the whip, cause I always got the chop on me

The dick got the bitch foaming like I gave her rabies

Please, can I have another hit

Maybe

Think you know me, pick my brain, I grew a money tree

They throwin' shade, but lookin' for some shade up under me

Roll up on you with the toolie, we got lots to gain

We want your life, pop your brain, fuck your watch and chain

Johnny Trash, leave the blood where your hair belong

I let my bitch split your wig like a hair salon

I don't care for long, better get it while you can

God damn, I don't care for long, better get it while you can

Before I flip the script like hourglasses with the sand

Down under, I shake the ground, loud thunder

One punch to your jaw, use the ground, hug her

Johnny Trash, that's my name, don't wear it out

I heard you bitches yackin' heads, show me where to mouth

The dick got the bitch foaming like I gave her rabies

Please, can I have another hit

Maybe

Lead the minds, don't the rhymes, this is victory

Epiphanies, make them want to smoke, it's clear for me

Live for me, sky high, this is love

Drugs on me, no friends, where the love go

Lead the minds, don't the rhymes, this is victory

Epiphanies, make them want to smoke, it's clear for me

Live for me, sky high, this is love

Drugs on me, no friends, where the love go

Sky high, drugs low, where the love go

Where the love go, drugs low, sky high, where the love go

Please can I have another hit

We do what the fuck we gotta do, man

By any means

Ain't that right

We take care of our shit

You think I like this shit

You think I want to spend the rest of my life pimping your pimple country ass

Well not me

I fucking hate you

I hate this shit