Lurkin In The Dark

Aye, I'm lurking in the dark
I'm just fucking lurkin
In the fucking dark
Eh! What the fuck
(Fuck)
Get out of my way
(Get the fuck out)
Yeah, it's insane the way the world went
(Huh?)
Nobody cares, just wanna get paid

Oh yeah... There's blood in the soil
(Drip, drip)
There's blood in the streets
(Drip, drip)
Tell someone your problems so they can tell you it's ok, k, k
So they can tell you it's ok
(It's not ok)
It's ok

Woah, you better burn that outfit, it's a problem
(Yeah)
Don't wanna catch a case
Go get the body in the motor
(Uh-huh)
Take time to roll my blunt up
(What?)
Light up, then peddle to the fucking metal
PEDDLE TO THE FUCKING METAL
(Ho!)

Blood in the soil, blood in the streets
Don't talk to no feds, I don't comment
No comment, no comment
Coming like - Shh
Don't talk to me, you piglet
(Shush)
Don't give a fuck who you think you are
I'll Molotov, Molotov, Molotov cocktail
Run a lot, run a lot... Back to the block now
Ten toes straight back to the block now
No main streets, only lurk on back roads
(Yeah)
In the darkness, coming like a G
Backroad geezer, roll me a blunt
Coming like: G, G, G
No face, no case
Draw me out and meet your fate
Bands come high like I'm Cobain
Bro said
Bro said

Woah, you better burn that outfit, it's a problem
(You better burn it)
Don't wanna catch a case, go get the body in the motor
(Go load that up)
Take time to roll my blunt up
Light up, then peddle to the fucking metal
PEDDLE TO THE FUCKING METAL

Ho ho! Dogs be barking
Dun know, better keep that on leash
(Freak)
Take a middle finger and a toe
Oh yeah, capeesh
Step outside like Godfather
End up on the news
(BBC)
I'mma make an offer that he straight up can't refuse
Revenge served cold, never let them know what I be thinking
No one knows my next move
Honour like a scar, yeah you know that's what I rep though

Catch me out the back playing cards with the Devil
(With the Devil)
Bullet in the back of the skull, let it rattle
(Let it rattle)
Look at me floating while I watch em fucking paddle
Grab the joker out the pack, pour a shot
Slam it back... Hey
Everyone's a rebel until everybody else rebels
Echo like a shotgun to a violin; Splinter Cell
Lurkin in the dark
Eyes glowing like Hiroshima
You're out of luck
You're out of luck

Urggh! Oh
Out of luck
(None)
Aurgh
You're out of luck
Peddle to the fucking metal, hey
(Scurrrt)

Yung Slaughter
Don't try tip me, coz I'm wobbling
(Don't try)
But there's no way I'll be falling
Let it go, let it go
Boom
Oh, and I'm quick to reload
But gotta keep it down low
Full metal clip as I chat, eh... Eh

What the fuck is wrong with you
(What the fuck?)
You got a problem
Put in the pile and get out the way
(Get out the way)
We got a lot of work to do
Grab the tools
Get it done
Mission complete
Get that dollar
Mission complete, mission complete

Eh! What the fuck
(Fuck)
Get out of my way
(Get the fuck out)
Yeah, it's insane the way the world went
(Huh?)
Nobody cares, just wanna get paid
I'M LURKIN IN THE DARK
(Slaughter)
Yeah