Lyrics Gas Pump - Madcow

Okay I've been drinking I've been thinking that you ain't shit
Madcow in your system roll the papers and let's get lit
Two twelves in the trunk and they bump
Fuel your mental come on gas pump

I just been chilling like krillin' fulfilling my duties
Law biding civilian just kidding
I'm building the vision with all of my minions
Felonious brilliance and destroying the minds of
All of your children i'm killing just listen
This written is ripping like chickens just spilling blood
Out of its trachea hyperemia
Ima leave your guts when I bust my nuts
My mind has been stuck my brain dead like Russ
And that ain't a diss and this ain't your bitch
And you not with the shits and neither am i
But pussy come try and see if you live
Andrew not hard Andrew cant spit
Nigga sit down and listen nitwit
I can careless what a nobody say
I'm making money with rhymes all day
Jealous ass peers just wanted me near
To focus on them and not on my craft
Talking about cheers but as it appeared
You wanted my time by kissing my shaft
These niggas are crazy these niggas are lazy
You a freeloader this isn't no meal ticket
Crying like babies these niggas are shady
You much have brain damage filled with liquid

Okay I've been drinking I've been thinking that you ain't shit
Madcow in your system roll the papers and let's get lit
Two twelves in the trunk and they bump
Fuel your mental come on gas pump

Let me switch the flow up
Madtown young soldier
Hate being sober shout out chief sosa
Living in the city things get filthy watch them gritty hogs
Quick to have your back till they bring out them sniffing dogs
I'm a living boss never gonna get lost in the smoke ain't no joke
When you cross lines don't cross mine cause lime turns into chalk lines
Leave you laying for years like fine wine
Never needed cosings got my own guidelines
I'm the one that did it all
If you hating on me than
You can suck my fucking balls

Okay I've been drinking I've been thinking that you ain't shit
Madcow in your system roll the papers and let's get lit
Two twelves in the trunk and they bump
Fuel your mental come on gas pump

Everyone told me that I can not do it they told me to stop it
They told me I'm stupid they told me my music will never influence
They said I was stuck they said that I ruined
My choices for life and maybe they right
Maybe I'm wrong maybe this music will never take off
Fuck it I'm lost where are you God
Where have you gone I'm writing this song
Can you hear it
If it bumps for the devil
Should I fear it
If it bumps for the angels
Should I preach it
Even homies is joking they think that I'm playing
When I say that ill make it they say its a hobby
They say that ill probably just make it in town
But fuck all that noise that they talking about
I get around cause my ambitions are high
Look at my eyes and tell me I'm wrong
You can feel the pressure inside of the song
This is the place that I belong
Cause I wake up everyday and I think
The boat can sink at the flip of a dime and there go my life
Don't got time to blink and trip on bullshit
Fuck a mix drink mind polluted
All your opinions are disputed
I'm the ruler of my own existence
If you missed it kiss my jiblets i'm the menace of my business
I'm the only one who will always ride for me and die to be
Something bigger than a systematic statistic

Okay I've been drinking I've been thinking that you ain't shit
Madcow in your system roll the papers and let's get lit
Two twelves in the trunk and they bump
Fuel your mental come on gas pump