Six Lines, Two Dragons, and a Messiah

Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st-
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st- (Do the beam up Scotty)
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st-
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily (It's a SMASH!)
Vampin' to the st-
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily (Northside, who?)
Vampin' to the st- (Northside, what?)
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily (Northside, who?)
Vampin' to the st- (Northside, what?)

Huh, born from the slums
Cut from the womb had dope in my lungs
28 grams if I wanna feel buzzed
28 xans if I wanna feel numb
****ed in the hеad
Edge of my bed
Glock cocked back whilе I pray to the dead
If they want play, got the gang on the way
Dial 3-3-3 for the God of the grey
F to the I to the V to the E
To the N to the I to the N to the E
I'ma K to the I to the L to the L
E-V-E-R-Y thing around me
Turn the whip to a hearse
Turn the Glock in the dirt
Ash Wednesday, into dust, then return
When they gon' learn 'bout ****ing with Timmy
Put 'em in the urn, roll 'em up and I fill it

Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st-
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st-

S-H-A-M-E-L-E double S
Dollar sign, uicide
Tell me who we smoking next
Gotta help up with a drum, better fall back
Got a big truck rolled up with an opp pack
Drawn first blood bitch I aim for the head
Five times out of five, Five-Nine leave 'em dead
Gonna get mine first, ain't no need for revenge
When I shoot it's to kill you would think I'm a vet
Come my trigger finger itching, I'm itching to kill an instinct
Just [?] Glock, all of my bullets hit [?]
Hit 'em with the left right
Switch and get his lip bite
Oh you know do kung-fu?
[?]
Dead rights, dead lights, Pennywise, oh you just a clown huh
Ground up, mixing the blood
Now he defeated from the ground up
Straight out the mud, that's how we did it
We the founders, drown in the flood that we created

Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st-
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st- (Seventh Ward)
[Verse 3: Ruby Da Cherry]
Throw them three's up!
Five-Nine my gang sign
Slide in the Range like keep up!
All white on the inside, outside that bitch keyed up!
Scratching my nose like I'm checking the snow
Bitch I'm cooler than Frieza!
Red dot make his head pop
Now he just a dead opp
Bitch I want smoke
Ruby the tyrant
Now sit back and laugh while I make it rain ash
Caught up into your throat
Ruby the silent won't say a word just call my name
And your back spit up blood as you choke
Ruby so violent got choppas and ARs
I'm 'bout to turn your ****ing clique into ghosts
Ruby defiant, my whole ****ing goal is to blow up the globe

Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st-
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st-
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st-
Damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Vampin' to the st-