Boiling Point - Dope D.O.D., Black Sun Empire

Hook: Skits Vicious]

I’m a walking time bomb going tick, tick, tick

Tick, tick, tick (x2)

Ooh

I’m a good kid

Livin in a mad city

All I see is ass, titties

Niggas puffin hash fillies

And that really got me thinkin as a youngster

That I wanna be that nigga

Hit them blunts and fuckin punksta

To pump what?

Nigga wanna bust but now ya gut’s stuck

I’m fuckin niggas up and dump em in the trunk for one buck (yeah)

Damn right, I be’s a cheap mothafucka

Now ya’ll niggas in my shit knee deep

Motherfucka, I’m

More distorted than imported niggas slaughter ya

Bored is foreign and I’m morbid with that morning stuff

Last message, for my haters and my ex bitch

I hope ya’ll choke up on a fat dick until you’re breathless

Why you all up in my face again?

We ain’t friends, leave me alone

Way too stoned, get out my space

Don’t call my phone

Him, her, they, them

Don’t need no new friends

Can’t pay rent but you’re flexin in your new Benz?

Who cares about style sense?

Make your fuckin life end

Sometimes I’m violent

Criminal minded

Stay silent, cause I don’t wanna hear it

Stupid fuckin lyrics, I don’t have two minutes

And keep your nose out my business

No time for dumb bitches

Ya better keep your distance

I’ll beat you with persistence

Cryin like an infant

It’s clear that we’re different

Exploding in an instant

The walls are closing in on me

Eyes low, brain fried

In the company of misery, days fly

My body feels a chillin breeze outside

Grey sky, feel the pressure and the stake’s high

And I’m feelin like it’s all a little laid

I wanna be the one to be remembered as the great guy

Suban Thai, Samurai

Darts fly, lakes dry

Murder she wrotes, what I heard from the grape vine

I under this

So I don’t leave remorse no more

There’s no goodbye when I go out, but when I do I’m sure

To take this stinkin filthy planet down to gutter with me

Scar ya in your afterlife, the bloody letters Skits V