Текст песни VICTIM - Bambam

Zombie crawling out of the dirt, The one to test your fuckin′ worth
Everything that comes out of my mouth is truly absurd
Testing your thoughts I'm the one to quench your thirst
Taking what I am for granted, you can end up in a hearse
Hold the fuck up
I need the sac
Run it back
Running laps past em and you know that′s a fact
Stop the beakin' everyone knows why yo' dumbass whack
Do it by myself I′m moving silent just like anthrax
Pick up the pace hit it faster can′t relax
You hopped up on the slaughter train n shout out to Sabpac
I break a bad bitch back like a Kit Kat
Yeah I hit that, mismatch, crazy thot need to fuckin' get back
Get back
If you don′t bitch you can get whacked
I kick em out the door and I hope you don't get your head cracked
Thats big facts, Ion kick wit′ you stupid hood rats
Tweakin' off who knows what cause your intellect is what you lack
What the fuck you saying son
Cause I ain′t hearing nun
I Pull up on ya shorty n u know that I be spraying something
Knowing that my success has you mad I glowed up and I'm stunting
Pull up causing madness this beat blasting and it got the drums
What the fuck you saying son
Cause I ain't hearing nun
I Pull up on ya shorty n u know that I be spraying something
Knowing that my success has you mad I glowed up and I′m stunting
Pull up causing madness this beat blasting and it got the drums