Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Get 'em)
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak (Fuck it)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Get 'em)
Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that could reach
5150 when fifty bodies go missing
Off the Vincent Thomas bridge
Ain't no one of 'em swimming
Yeah, the coast guard wants my kilos
So I re-up, then I reload
'Cause the label wants to freeload
Off my singles, I need C-notes
So I swab the fucking decks
Break an oz and break your neck
I break every fucking bone in your body
Missing body, bitch, who's next?
It's Undead and the rest
Johnny cashing checks
This is Hollywood, welcome to The West
What you give is what you get
What you see is what it is
And what it is is what it's been
It's me against the world, yeah, fuck your friends
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Get 'em)
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak (Fuck it)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Get 'em)
Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that could reach
King Kong, steamroll these motherfuckers, ah
Since a child was a freak, vile when I speak
Wiping out they squad, then I smile when I sleep
Let the Caddy warm up, Caddy corner
Trunk box bumpin', breaking glass on the block
Hot trouble, I could see the muzzle flash in my thoughts
The boulevard is paved in blood, flooded with pain and drugs
Haunted by tainted love, come in and aim on us
Get 'em in they home town, acting like some hoes now
Yeah, hoe
What you give is what you get
What you see is what it is
And what it is is what it's been
It's me against the world, yeah, fuck your friends
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Get 'em)
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak (Fuck it)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Get 'em)
Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that could reach
Gravestones and bass stones, them raves in the catacombs
Paris, hit the plugs with no prints on the payphone
Dig up their bones and let them know
I ain't the one to fuck with, high-key and low (Yeah)
But I got a long way to go, the bell tolls now (Tolls now)
I was born deep in hell, so I'm a hellhound
You wanna live forever? (Fuck that) Fight death and his curse?
And if it's kill or be killed, you best be driving that hearse
Wild in these streets
Wild in these streets
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Get 'em)
Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that could reach
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Get 'em)
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak (Fuck it)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Get 'em)
Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that could reach
I'll let the nine break the silence
Get used to hearing them sirens
Bitches get fed to the lions
Gone with the Wind like the Mayans
Not here to make no alliance
I'm just addicted to violence
Just here to give you some guidance
To choke from this noose as it tightens
Why? There ain't no killing what won't die
And I got this feeling you won't try
Make sure you see me with both eyes
'Cause I'm the last thing you'll see, so good night
compositores: Andrew Migliore - Daniel Murillo - Dylan Alvarez - Erik Ron - George Ragan - Jordon Terrell - Jorel Decker - Michael Futterer
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