Sticky Icky Situations — текст песни (Anybody Killa f Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Esh)

[Verse 1 - Anybody Killa]
My teacher always said I wouldn`t be nothin`
So I met him in the parking lot said I`ma killer and then I rushed him
Sometimes I feel like a nut
Runnin` through the neighborhood, tearin` shit up
Straight jackin` motherfuckers just to smoke a blunt
Sometimes I feel that my head fucked up, and it really sucks
I hear voices tellin` me to do it (Do it)
How would you act if you had to live through it?
Turnin` back on the gat, and I stole me an ounce
Now I`m addicted to the sound of a head gettin` whacked
Do I smoke too much, cause I choke too much?
Are you mad cause I keep stealin` your roaches bro
Yo Mike P! (Yo what`s up?) Turn my headphones up
Rude Boy got me stoned from the sticky stuff
Weed`s fuckin` with my head, man I`m too damn high
Yo Violent J, you want the rest? (Show you right!)
Man I can smell it in yo pocket (Roll it up)
Sandwich bag filled up like you ain`t got enough
Always smoke with your road dogs, don`t be shy
Cause when a drought comes, he might be yo main supply
Me and J steady smokin` pounds
So at least have a sack when you see us around (Biatch!)
Like you ain`t heard, man we flippin` the scripts
So unlock yo ziplock and let me grab us a spliff

[Verse 2 - Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
When I pass it to you, bitch pass it back
Bitches don`t smoke for free, where the ass be at?
B-L-A-Z-E, ABK
And we got Esham and Violent J
Juggalos outside in the parking lot
Because y`all know how we get sparked a lot
Got the Faygo Cola with the Vodka twist
And when we all get together we see diamond mist

[Verse 3 - Violent J]
I could smoke a stick of dynamite and not be dead (POP!)
I like it cause it fuck with my head
I stay weeded indeed, a killa need it
I can eat it to feed it, proceed and keep it heated
Now who the fuck don`t like my flow?
You ain`t heard my words will make the beard of a wiseman grow
Hydro, in a good way it fuck with my head
And without it you fucks would be dead
I rhymed dead and head for the 17th time
We double team rhymes, ABK and Violent J
If I loved Shaggy anymore I`d have to be gay
In Californ-i-a, they pull they socks to they knees
NIA, Ninjas In Action we be deez
I like cheese, I`m a serial pleez
I bitch slap fans cause I be a dick like that
I get wicked-wicky-wicky rhymes sick like that
I`m fat and fuzzy and I smell like weed everywhere
My homies call me Smokey The Bear
Tell that pokey beware, don`t come near here
Don`t dare, unless you wanna see my axe buddy partin` your hair
I`m a Southwest gang bang gangsta boy
Zug Island, Del Ray I aint`s ta toy
My boy Nate`s the boy, my whole crew busts shots
Until you out like quamay`s pokadots
I`m tryin` to smoke a litte somethin` for my dogs who smoke
They only cessed and stressed cause they all too broke
I`m like bew-bew-bew-bew-bew with the Anybody Killa
Blowin` Indian tubleweed, we bitch booty feelas
Ghetto scrubs flippin` nubs at thugs
We drown faggots in Faygo tubs and eatin` dead bugs (Ew!)
I`m tryin` to say anything that rhymes
So I can fuck with your head like the cess do mine

[Hook - Blaze Ya Dead Homie] -x2
Break it down and roll it up, smokin` blunts all night
Hesitate to hit it too hard, the weed`s that tight
Sticky icky situations, dehydrated
Cottonmouth creepin`, the game got me faded

[Verse 4 - Esham]
I`m in the water with the sharks bleedin`
That`s why I be a killa for no reason, speedin`
My flows dope like OZ`s and
Crush pounds and trees and, I`m all season
Veteran, no one does it better than they (We)
E and J, (Hey) ABK
And that`s my man and them (What`s up?)
And I always blow ganj with them
Detroit playas too advanced for them
We buyin` out the bar, we don`t dance with them
So if you ever get a chance to glance at them
Baby boy say holla back, answer him
H-U-S-T-L-E-R
Yes, that`s what the hell we are
See, me and Blaze, wicked ways
Full body armor, 5000 rounds and about 2 K`s
I can walk on water, spit fire and ice
Chinese secrets, makin` wine from rice
Still shoot dice, up against the wall so nice
Still F-U-C-K the po-lice
Think twice like the 3 blind mice
But don`t give me no advice
I shine like crystals in the jewelry heist
And still pimp hoes like Heidi Floess



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