STYLE's dirty draws

[STYLE]

Crank Dat Zangeif-written to "russian crunk" by Slary

my eyes are red but my blood is blue
the sky turns green b4 the storm comes thru.
i don't run from the pain i poke a hole in my vein
put my arm to drain and the the rain flow thru
like a dream come true, it goes st8 to the brain
the adrenaline rush, brain storm and an endocrine flood
got my heart bout to bust i'm releasing the pressure
liquor eating up my liver like hannibal lecter
wtf u expect bruh? them folks try to catch ya
comin in like piazza mask n the chest protector
but i'm up out of the casa b4 for they plot the trajector
up in the mountains manifestin the neter
dry hatin, playing "congratulations" by vesta

[BeautiFlyB]

good stuff. I think. lol. you need Jesus.

[STYLE]

AIDS Grenades needs its own space to breathe , its too stank.

[STYLE]

i'm a ronin romeo, roamin roman roads
smoting those who chose to oppose
like smokin blows, my foes stand froze
negative O leaks from the eyes ears and nose
when i hold the severed head, so yo moms can see it
in the Colosseum, casket closed in the mausoleum
10 dead mcs be cost per diem
to be the boss, lives lost in the claws of the demon
droppin delicious knowledge breakin the laws of eden
yin yang yo oblongatta, medusa yo medula
catatonic coma like lincoln when booth shot him
micky finn yo vodka, you thinkin the goose got ya
drink 150 spit pissy, consistently deuce droppin.