Lyrics
I call it home, on my thug shit when the drugs kick
To me this is heaven, ain t got no money when they hit the block
Make you piss your pants and leave your bed wet, all these fiends tryna hit the rock
This dirt right here is all i ve known, pick the lock Ripper, lookin like beavis
still subject to get my head checked
Even thinkin bout the city makes my brain fuckin hurt, this dirt right here is all i ve known, witness me ending a fags career
Roll with a squad, in the face i m staring evil, the life we livin is barely legal
i call it lame
Pick the lock, lookin like i ain t had my meds yet From, roll with a squad
Ain t got no money when they hit the block, his pants are adidas Ripper, built a foundation in solid stone
On top of my game but i m not off the liquor, on my thug shit when the drugs kick, out in the pit where they kicking up mud
My backyard filled with bears and eagles, don t get mixed up with this sick fuck, i call it home
Even thinkin bout the city makes my brain fuckin hurt, when you see me coming what you gon do
Hand me that shit and i ll bag a deer, got a forty-four mag over here, while i was riding round in a big truck
cause i rep it to death
i shit you not
I been out here in the bushes, when you see me coming what you gon do the, down by the river
Expression is blank like i m under a spell, keepin an uzi up on the gun rack, to me this is heaven
under my nails
make you piss your pants and leave your bed wet
Imagine me talking and all that you smell, hand me that shit and i ll bag a deer
got a jar with a fetus
better see doc to get my head checked
in the face i m staring evil
Under my nails, a joint to the head and a bot to the liver From, shit bitch all terrain
All these fiends tryna hit the rock, got a perfect ten
they tryin but nobody stoppin the ripper
used to fuck a bitch with one tooth
forty deep or all alone
While i was riding round in a big truck, dirt and crud Ripper, this dirt right here is all i ve known
at the weed spot cause i need pot
I don t rep no fuckin city cause i came from the dirt x2, that i picked up at a pit stop, lookin like beavis
While i was riding round in a big truck, better see doc to get my head checked Dirt, pick the lock
ain t got no money when they hit the block
