Текст песни Hudasdat - DZ SVG feat. Lex Luthoor

When my squad out
You know the cops out
When I roll out, I roll up
A giant blunt with a whole ounce
Oh lord, walking on clouds
Up in smokes with Buddha
Never let heathens in my haven
No Judas
Private event
Need no intruders
Invading pearly gates of maidens
Animal sounds when we mating
They be asking
Who does that shit
Better keep up with my team,
We be a movement, about evolution
Livin' life, others view as an illusion
Man, we winning
Only thing we lose is respect
For jackers acting clueless
Think you ruthless, stupid
Man, We see right through your bullshit
Now who does that shit
Twisting fingers acting all gangsta,
Now Now
Who does that shit
Fuck your cousin and her twin sister
Now Now
Who does that shit
Go out every night and not feed your children
Now Now
Who does that shit
Sucking dick just to get recognition
Now Now
Who does that shit
Bust a clip, shut it
Quit your fronting bitch
Claim you slang, you never bang
This is why we never hang
You gossip, talk too much
'Bout such and such
Silence, you awkward fuck
I speak my mind
You meek the vibe
Don't blow my high
When I light my dutch

So absurd, the world
I observe
Sittin' on the curb
Searchin' for something to burn
So absurd, the world
I observe,
Sittin' on the curb
Searchin' for something to burn
You see the lies, you see the lies
Why you act like you blind?
You see the truth, you hear the cries
But you pay it no mind
Every night, I'm up so high
Look in my devilish eyes
In the clouds, one with the gods
Why you act so surprised

Steady scheming
I walk the ceiling
You know the meaning
She's barely breathing
She fiending
She swallow all my children
It's like your dreaming
I'm gleaming
You can not fight the feeling
Your body bullet ridden
And I got your bitch to do my bidding
Who does that shit
Don't fake that funk, homie
That shit straight counterfeit
As I murder each beat like a misfit
And your bitch think that it is fuckin' lit
You can mouth off
I am far off on a spaceship
In a spaceship with a lick of this acid strip
So quite frankly you can go ahead
And you can suck a dick
Orchestrated chaos
Make a valium go peak-a-boo
I rendezvous with a blunt or two
Taking hits to the head like a sonic boom
I'm a man in tune with my panic room
You a man in bloom in a trannys womb
'Cause I does this shit
I will never do whatever that you want me to
Now take it to account I got a body count
You got a potty mouth, Ain't no body found
I'm on enemy grounds
With 'bout a hundred rounds
Got no time to lounge
I stay raw profound
So check the rap sheet
Raise the flag b
Born war ready
Gun heavy in this black shit
Go bat shit
Fuck a fuck a flagship, diagnosed Schizo
With a swift blow in your back seat
Yuh

So absurd, the world
I observe
Sittin' on the curb
Searchin' for something to burn
So absurd, the world
I observe,
Sittin' on the curb
Searchin' for something to burn
You see the lies, you see the lies
Why you act like you blind
You see the truth, you hear the cries
But you pay it no mind
Every night, I'm up so high
Look in my devilish eyes
In the clouds, one with the gods
Why you act so surprised

I'm an oddity jotting down Odysseys
Goddesses droppin on their knees
With steady bobbin' weave
So shocked, jaws locked
So in awe when I go in deep
Straight to the head like lobotomies
Outta the lines, out of this world
They think I ought to be, outta my mind
Not so common, I'm an anomaly
They want my mind, soul, and body
Ain't no fuckin' with mine

I'm cold blooded cut throat by the cuticle
I take your girlfriend and use her face as a urinal
See usually I don't do this,
But your mother say you knew this
Pick the perfect place to aim
But no friendly fire I'm Buddhist
Splash

Rudest gonna give it straight to ya
Keep acting like a bitch, You lookin like a puta
Snatched your hermana
Por la mañana
Smashed with you mama
Pudding banana
Hannah Montana With Tony Montana
Mixing that Hendrix with Carlos Santana
Hidin' dat bando inside my bandana
Putangina Ang lakas na ng tama

So do what you want to
Close your eyelids
Burn that glass
Take a trip to Nirvana
Flip the switch and make ya turn Tina Turner
Flip this bitch and make her work for a corner
Lick the stick, I flick your clit for a dollar
I ditched this trick when she pulled out the stroller
Got the tip from an anonymous caller
'Cause she loves balls, and we lookin' like some ballers

So absurd, the world
I observe
Sittin' on the curb
Search for something to burn
So absurd, the world
I observe
Sittin' on the curb
Search for something to burn
You see the lies, you see the lies
Why you act like you blind
You see the truth, you hear the cries
But you pay it no mind
Every night, I'm up so high
Look in my devilish eyes
In the clouds, one with the gods
Why you act so surprised

Bawal Tingz