Lyrics Corruption of Blood - Apoc Krysis , Yung Dmize

Ayo I pull off reckless
Minimal stress in a stolen Lexus
Leave you breathless like takin punches to your solar plexus
Call my shooters, they eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast
Camo'd out leavin you guessin where we got the Smith n Wesson
Look, cause I ain't talkin no more
Suited up guns and ammo and I'm ready for war
Down in the bottom of the ninth so ima even the score
Teachin lessons with weapons fuck I need humanity for
When it rains and it pours, mothafuckas head for the door
Livin life by the gun so I can't die by the sword
Keep talkin wild fam and ima flatten you and your mans
Bound and gagged tossed into the back of unmarked vans ruined your plans
Cause I'm the mothafuckin antihero
Smashin your fingers cheaters justice call me Dinero
Comparin you to me is like converting Dollars to Euros
The brand be stronger than brandishing handguns Desus and Mero

Bow down fuckas it's the untouchable
Never sellin out our blood's incorruptible
Underground hustlas rhyme driven smugglers
If I could travel back in time you'd been smothered

Could get you robbed stabbed or shot whether or not the tone changed
20k for the hit I said let's get it that's chump change
Hollows got your dome smokin ripped open at close range
Yellin pull off, dumpin the burner before it cool off
I'm similar to ammunition for a couple reasons
I'm either leavin you dead or just fatally bleeding
Courage is subjective til they see me it's fleeting
Diaz vs Daley homie now you taking this beating
Gotchu facing the ceiling if you at my table you eating
Yo I keep my circle small so it's limited seatin
Ain't no room for snakes in the grass it's harvesting season
And I'm cuttin out your tongue if you speakin the treason
Execution through retribution now you under the mud
Your family left homeless yo that's corruption of blood
One in the belly Brandon Lee none of these bullets is duds
Whole click fulla bitches you a lame and a dub pussy

Bow down fuckas it's the untouchable
Never sellin out our blood's incorruptible
Underground hustlas rhyme driven smugglers
If I could travel back in time you'd been smothered