Текст песни Hum Drum - Terror Squad
Downâ¦
The
paint
is
peelin'
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
You
gotta
lose
all
feelin
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Yea
. i
getz
it
poppin
everybody
know
what
Remy
bout
Got
niggas
shocked
like
justin
just
pulled
janets
titty
out
Yea
i
spit
it
out
quick
to
put
a
nigga
out
The
bullets
larged
in
doctors
cant
get
em
out
You
gets
no
love
to
me
ya'll
dead
bugs
Mi
records
dont
sell
then
ima
sell
drugs
From
o's
to
whole
p's
Grams
to
whole
keys
No
joke
i
got
coke
that'll
make
ya
nose
bleed
Dope
so
pote
and
my
fiends
done
OD'd
For
350
a
pop
ill
sell
you
a
dro
seed
You
really
dont
know
me
and
thats
the
fun
part
See
my
flows
retarded
but
miss
martin
is
dumb
smart
N
you
aliterate
you
cant
even
read
the
teleprompta
I
got
niggas
flying
me
weed
in
by
helicopter
You
look
sad
when
i
pass
in
this
toy
benz
You
gon'
be
real
mad
when
i
bag
ya
boyfriend
Downâ¦
The
paint
is
peelin'
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
You
gotta
lose
all
feelin
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
The
paint
is
peelin'
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
You
gotta
lose
all
feelin
Nowâ¦
Your
head
goes
round
n
round
You
can
feel
my
pain
like
a
drug
You
can
light
it
with
fire
And
you
can
mix
it
with
your
blood
if
your
tryna
get
higher
Another
angel
in
a
thugs
body
scarred
and
tired
Going
to
court
got
a
luminati
judgin
me
biased
Shit
i
talk
aint
for
everybody
Walkin
united
The
way
i
walk
its
a
challenge
just
to
balance
on
wires
My
old
connect
put
me
on
Said
he
robbed
the
supplier
So
i
pieced
him
out
with
pity
'cause
his
ass
was
on
fire
What
goes
around
comes
around
holmes
I
aint
lyin
Thats
why
the
scarrs
on
my
face
cause
bad
karma
and
violence
Just
before
a
nigga
wake
i
spend
the
night
in
silence
To
give
my
nerves
a
little
break
before
its
back
to
the
malace
I'd
like
to
dedicate
this
rhyme
to
old
emotional
scarrs
Some
nites
i
meditate
hopin
Bring
me
closer
to
god
Tryna
regulate
my
time
between
the
earth
and
the
stars
Get
my
health
back
to
determine
when
i
curln'
them
bars
Downâ¦
The
paint
is
peelin'
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
You
gotta
lose
all
feelin
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
The
paint
is
peelin'
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
You
gotta
lose
all
feelin
Nowâ¦
Your
head
goes
round
n
round
Yo
this
the
upcoming
success
Definition
of
prospect
Put
ya
money
on
me
you
get
recognition
and
profits
On
any
condition
i
drops
it
On
a
mission
no
listen
to
gossip
Whether
splittin
imposta's
Sorta
like
a
mobsta
and
my
niggas
i
got
ya
We
all
gon
be
eatin
soon
like
italians
with
pasta
Smokin
weed
eatin
curry
chicken
like
the
robstas
After
that
go
to
city
allen
and
get
the
lobstas
Now
can
i
get
a
witness
Lemme
show
ya'll
my
visions
Never
had
a
job
but
still
takin
all
my
business
No
GED
only
diploma
was
my
lyrics
I
rhyme
heavenly
and
let
soldiers
off
the
appearance
And
rap
so
i
keep
my
dough
stacks
Dont
me
go
back
and
clap
clap
At
yo
do'
matt
like
nigga
hold
that
Theres
no
feelings
im
feelin
'cause
when
im
feelin
im
killin
the
mutherf**ker
right
on
his
trip
They
killin
the
villan
what
Downâ¦
The
paint
is
peelin'
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
You
gotta
lose
all
feelin
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
The
paint
is
peelin'
Nowâ¦
When
the
chips
are
down
Downâ¦
You
gotta
lose
all
feelin
Nowâ¦
Your
head
goes
round
n
round
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