slow singing featuring sly boogy
off of the outskertz debut "anomaly" dropping this winter. Featuring Sly Boogy.
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Story behind the song
This is basically a love song....lol....or better yet protecting your loved ones. Sly Boogy is rediculous. The Outskertz are the next...or should i say...soon to be now.
Lyrics
Brgr:
I aint no gangster but I will put some steel in your grill
Make you chill with all that bullshit that you’re talking for real
I hardly have the heart to kill but I will if pushed to the limit
And I feel offended then willed your Blue Shield
And kneel and prey for some sort of divine appeal
Or be identified as that corpse that they find in field
But I keep mine concealed you see surprise is the object
And you won’t even know I got it till I pull it out and cock it
And I won’t even cock it unless I’mma pop it
And I won’t even pop unless just simply stomping you is not an option
Cause if that was the case we could cut to the chase
Instead you’ve got me flashing fire arms all up in your face
Instead you’d rather see pandemonium up in the place
When I pull that bazooka covered in chrome out of that case
Blow teeth out of your face and break shit that you can’t replace
For trying to taste food placed on my plate
Sly Boogy:
I’m leaving my windows open and my front door unlocked
Sitting on the couch puffing dro with my gun cocked
And the lights off posted up with my shirt off
I’m bout to bust him in his throat and rip his skirt off
And let these bastards know that he gets busy
I’mma pistol whip this faggot till his panties get pissy
For trying to scheme on my chips and get shifty
I’m right here mother fucker come get me
Trying to break in my pad is a drastic mistake
I can burn your bastard ass as nasty as acetate
With so much clapping you would think it was patty cake
Click-click, it’ll be like walking in the path of a rattlesnake
I’m fixing to show your ass what this clip can do
I’ve got the ammo to split a fucking brick in two
Just for the faggot ass shit you do you’re gonna
Make the nigga in me bring out the bitch in you
Seefor:
I never pull out the gun for show
But fuck with my fam and I’ll pull out the gun for sure
Like what do you want to show the .44 for For
Friend or foe got to protect fam from foe
So I know about guns I’ve got tech knowledge G
And that dot on your head is the tech’s technology
And this heat’s electronics will split wigs like tectonics
Leaving them dead over there head over there, leg over there, never go there
Better beware, all’s fair in love and warfare
So don’t go there, it’s something you can’t come close to
Doesn’t matter if it was hand grenades or horseshoes
The techs specs are on your larynx ready to horse you
Of course you, had a choice but that time has past
In the present and future you’ll be referred to in the past
So I ask don’t fuck with my fam because you’ve got to know
That if you’ve got to go then you’ve got to go
