"Boxcutter Oblivion" lyrics
Get, get the fuck in, we're going for a ride and it won't be fun, yeah
Box cutter oblivion, shotgun in a minivan
Hopscotchin on blocks, cops do not wanna be livin' in
Every time I drop, snakes pop up like I'm Indian
Oh God, JJ's hopped up on that shit again
Gladiator Academy, I'm Navigating your Navigator to a national tragedy
Radical as a fuck, murder rate in the thousands
Ladder in the truck like you heard that we paint houses
It's the fent city, red menace, auto Matty Mack is back
Pistol packin' Paddy with a whistle to bring Lassie back
Everything you kickin' is that soft shit, fuckin' hacky sack
Shaquille O'Neal the way we rush the bando, that's a Shaq attack
Passionately buried a hatchet right in a fascist's back
You say your life a movie no one wants to see, I'll make it action packed
Your rap ain't worth the plastic wrap that it's packaged in
Ghost gun in the bed like I'm sponsored by Casper Mattresses
Just another dumb son of a bitch
You must see me as your brother, you son of a bitch
We from the same gutter, you son of a bitch
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
Goddamn son of a bitch
Propaganda for motherless pigs
Runaway kids under the bridge
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
Got the box cutter in case I don't like the cut of his jib
Cut out his rib like I'm biblically making a woman again
They love to pretend JJ's a one hit wonder
Cuz after one hit they'll wonder if you'll ever retain brain function again
Twelve in the clip if you're wondering there's one in the head
That's a baker's dozen, if he doesn't come up with the bread
Me and Gloomy coming as bitch dumb and dumber just done with your shit
Taking number one on your number one hit
Public enemy number one
On the run from some of the most bumbling feds ever to gun down an unarmed kid
I come from a crumbling city borough where everyone knows where the drugs are
But no one knows what a drug czar is
Keep it a hundred and one, crash at a hundred and one
Stumble out unharmed, I'm a bad son of a gun
You're now rocking with the most ruggedest ruffians under the sun
You pussy like a cop with a punisher skull
Just another dumb son of a bitch
You don't see me as your brother you dumb son of a bitch
From the same gutter you son of a bitch
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
God damn son of a bitch
Propaganda for motherless pigs
Runaway kids
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
Just another dumb son of a bitch
You don't see me as your brother you dumb son of a bitch
From the sand gutter you son of a bitch
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
Son of a bitch
God damn son of a bitch
Propaganda for motherless pigs
Runaway kids
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
Box cutter oblivion, shotgun in a minivan
Hopscotchin on blocks, cops do not wanna be livin' in
Every time I drop, snakes pop up like I'm Indian
Oh God, JJ's hopped up on that shit again
Gladiator Academy, I'm Navigating your Navigator to a national tragedy
Radical as a fuck, murder rate in the thousands
Ladder in the truck like you heard that we paint houses
It's the fent city, red menace, auto Matty Mack is back
Pistol packin' Paddy with a whistle to bring Lassie back
Everything you kickin' is that soft shit, fuckin' hacky sack
Shaquille O'Neal the way we rush the bando, that's a Shaq attack
Passionately buried a hatchet right in a fascist's back
You say your life a movie no one wants to see, I'll make it action packed
Your rap ain't worth the plastic wrap that it's packaged in
Ghost gun in the bed like I'm sponsored by Casper Mattresses
Just another dumb son of a bitch
You must see me as your brother, you son of a bitch
We from the same gutter, you son of a bitch
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
Goddamn son of a bitch
Propaganda for motherless pigs
Runaway kids under the bridge
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
Got the box cutter in case I don't like the cut of his jib
Cut out his rib like I'm biblically making a woman again
They love to pretend JJ's a one hit wonder
Cuz after one hit they'll wonder if you'll ever retain brain function again
Twelve in the clip if you're wondering there's one in the head
That's a baker's dozen, if he doesn't come up with the bread
Me and Gloomy coming as bitch dumb and dumber just done with your shit
Taking number one on your number one hit
Public enemy number one
On the run from some of the most bumbling feds ever to gun down an unarmed kid
I come from a crumbling city borough where everyone knows where the drugs are
But no one knows what a drug czar is
Keep it a hundred and one, crash at a hundred and one
Stumble out unharmed, I'm a bad son of a gun
You're now rocking with the most ruggedest ruffians under the sun
You pussy like a cop with a punisher skull
Just another dumb son of a bitch
You don't see me as your brother you dumb son of a bitch
From the same gutter you son of a bitch
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
God damn son of a bitch
Propaganda for motherless pigs
Runaway kids
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
Just another dumb son of a bitch
You don't see me as your brother you dumb son of a bitch
From the sand gutter you son of a bitch
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
Son of a bitch
God damn son of a bitch
Propaganda for motherless pigs
Runaway kids
The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of the rich
