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moonshine - dope d.o.d. lyrics

[verse 1 – orifice vulgatron]
i’m back in moonshine it’s the mark of the f-cking beast
straight villans, staight sipping on the bucky yeast
in fact it’s all extra cold we’re from on the streets
f-ck the speach, rush crush your beads till i bust your cheeks
we’re at the darkside, sipping on that homemade
two part probe babe, one part rolegame
cold face poltergeist, vicious of a old say
skeaming with the reaper while we listening to cold vein
dark skies bl–dy seas now i’m seeing keys
step down catch me kicking if you see me give it
after getting information from the grimist theories
happily subject your p-ssy future to the freeky d-cky
i see the picture not believing in your feble scriptures
my teams a mixture of the evilest and deepest figures
i play the lecture for these veins ain’t a cheap prediction
threat this like like a f-ck fest, be brief to fix it

[verse 2 – skits vicious]
back to bust, got a plastic cup
full of moonshine funk with the bottoms up
(now i’m) seeing things for a different perspective
my spirit is strapped in my liver (you get it?)
i sip some sniff some smack my b-tch up
that’s when skits got that -ss on gridlock
i mix up which was the gl-ss i slipped drugs
in to confuse and harrase a thick sl-t
got an acid rap tab on my beer gut
drunk life north side i’m six pack
it must be the alcohol talking
come to the show me and beggars performing
touring the globe for the booze and the dope
to me it’s all jokes until the show time (word)
that’s when your life on the c0keline
when i come to deliver a bit of that moonshine

[hook – orifice vulgatron, skits vicious & jay reaper]
i see the world through a different kind of focus
f-ck up! staring at the bottom of the bottom
i other words, spining like my head is in a twister
twisted, d-mn right we’ll be sipping on that moonshine
f-cking up your breathalyzer
moonshine, f-cking up your breathalyzer
moonshine, f-cking up your breathalyzer
moonshine, f-cking up your breathalyzer (b-tch!)

[verse 3 – jay reaper]
i be that n-gga sipping brews with little bit of
x in the mix life live it to the limit
a sh-t i couldn’t give it, a f-ck i give less
unless a b-tch with big brests sparks my interest
i’ve been stressed living like kennedy
everyone’s my motherf-cking enemies except jack from tennessey
and my man set my remedy, and hennessey, and hennessey
and more f-cking hennessey
bottoms up let me have another shot of jugs
these bottles up from the young dirty b-st-rd buzz
it’s the moonshine it’s hazardous
it turned me into a half man, half the drug
i’m at the pub, getting hashed and buzzed
the way i’m, sipping buds it’s an act of love
i’ll be kissing my liquid mistress
getting p-ssed, sh-t is part like part of the bussiness
dirty like my dishes, rugged like the hair cut i’m vicious
me and the beggars we getting b-tches now
get to the booze pouring, i feel smooth warming
i put my shoes on and, start moonwalking
now who’s crew talking, this new dude awesome
i choose brews often, moon sparkling
it’s a motherf-cking celebration
signing off, satan

- dope d o d lyrics

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