Gunshots
I ball for...
Gunshots
I grind for...
Gunshots
I sting for...
Gunshots
You don't wanna hear what's hangin'
Gunshots bangin' out...
When you're comin'
And I promise, it's gone get ya runnin'
Gunshots roar out like a lion
We'll get these bitch boys cryin'
They better beware...
I stay prepared
A band of plugs sound out the coil...
If these boys try to get my spoil
The noise gone make 'em think twice about
Tryin' to catch a baller for things he sacrificed...for
So I can't lay down...
I gotta put you on the ground
Real quick like...
As I let these take flight
Gunshots
I ball for...
Gunshots
I grind for...
Gunshots
I sting for...
Gunshots
If I have to, I'll catch 'em off guard
Sound hit after the bullet, but still go hard
It's like the volume guys
Every time I pop my nine
The power of the heat demands respect
And it's fast to put...these boys in check
You might hear it out the Tec
Except this ain't a lecture
It's you dyin', muthafucka
And goin' out like a sucka
Naan nigga needed-
Just me and my index get the place heated
And you wet...
Gunshots and you use the med
Time for sleepin'
From these thangs I was peepin'
Gunshots...
I ball for...
Gunshots...
I grind for...
Gunshots...
I stay for...
Gunshots
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nightwave_plaza nov/dec 2016. fated moment I fell in love with not only your art but vaporwave. thank you king above all that is holy listening. lordmoby
Doubling down on his exacting percussion and keen gift for arrangements, Jones finds a middle-ground between horror and beauty. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 7, 2020