Right Of Passage Songtext
All the animals come out at night
Whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies
Sick, venal
Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets
Central Coast (Body Bag)
Oxnard, 805 shit (Bugzy, Mark 4ord)
[Verse 1: Body Bag Ben]
[?][0:39], dog let the Uzi spray
Keep the dust in the waistband like Chun-Li at the kumite
Oil got 'em pokin' his chest up, pitchfork poke a hole in his snout
Wet the soil when the TEC shout
Huh, for the chicken shit gettin' sweet and sour
Earth wind and fire in the powder, see you in a hour
Facts, don't hold back, run up on 'em for a rack
Pull the strap, metal on my hip like Bo Jack'
Huh, lungs full of doja, bitch like Doja
Bust it open, pour the cola, madе it off the roller
Huh, a genеral still a soldier
Let the whopper go, got twin cans like he Stone Cold
Woah, smokin' sour, pack the mini-MAC
Shit wet 'em up like the inside of Bizarre shower cap
Huh, blood in the water look like a shark attack
Keep the pump on my lap, stupid, you want no part of that
Buy it back then he up the price
He ain't got a dog in this fight, they all bark with no bite
Light the kisha, now we takin' flight
It's a cold world, throw up your sign, goons is there like the Dark Knight
Huh, won't comprimise my guys, sorry
Would rather fall on my own sword like a hara-kiri
He zonin', run the Earth like a Ronin, listen
Flew in to work, fucked they nose up like they Owen Wilson
[Chorus]
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
[Verse 2: Mark 4ord]
West coast klepto, I'm stealin' on the beat (Gimme that)
The game filled up with rap niggas I never wanna meet (Never wan' meet)
Motherfuckers cashin' checks with no evidence (With no evidence)
Doesn't shoot, your metal in disbelief, I'm peddlin' in receipts like
Guala stackin' chicken while I'm blazin' half
Wrecked the Impala, that's a boat, so I'ma make the raft
Navigate this shit, supply niggas when exchangin' caps (Yeah)
Business with Jamaican man, I seen in my adjacent paths (Last night)
I'm in my prime, huh, I ain't even cracked the top (Nah)
Niggas outta line, I draw 'em in when that ratchet pop (Brap, brap)
Niggas wanna be gang 'til it's time to whack 'em, huh? (Whack em, huh?)
Feelin' like a astronaut, that .45 blastin' off (Brrt)
I'm in the kitchen like I'm whippin', into grippin' pots (Every day)
Cinema and beats, there's no limits to how I'm gettin' off (Nah)
Criminal intent elevated and I'm switchin' plots
Body Bag Ben, I'm just flexin metaphysic thoughts
Blackin' out like I'm lost (Watch), but I'm really knocked off (Look)
Maneuver through the road bumps, detours and the potholes (And the potholes)
First of the month crazy busy, I'll put that on the gospels
Wish my niggas still here, guess I'll meet 'em at the crossroads, uh (You get it?)
Picture perfect like it's Kodak (Ch-chk)
Loyalty is everything, know we had to show that (Know we had to show that)
Once you sell your soul ain't no way you get your soul back (Nuh-uh)
Pour liquor on the curb where the bust, stretched my bro at, it's 4-racks, nigga
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
No ties with Lucifer, Taliban executioner
Recruitin' from the root of a Judas loses your true colors
Shoot at us, we shoot back, relapse to the maniacs
Strapped like dyke sex, it's priceless when I write scripts
Decisive as Tyson's right fist, I'm the nicest
Beat you lifeless, they despise us where you likes us
Kilos in Chryslers, meth like Crystal Geyser
For high prices, sacrifices when into crisis
It's hard knocks, my darts lodged leaves large knots
I'm a guard dog who sells rocks on four blocks
When the bar drops, I'm sippin' Ace and Veuve Clic'
Let the people speak, they say I'm a beast, sixteens unique
As albinos, keep you a wife and a side ho
Shut your piehole, bodies get wrapped like gyros
On a side note, you can die slow, my divine notes a cyclone of hope
Devote what I compose to the unknown, it's known
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies
Sick, venal
Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets
Central Coast (Body Bag)
Oxnard, 805 shit (Bugzy, Mark 4ord)
[Verse 1: Body Bag Ben]
[?][0:39], dog let the Uzi spray
Keep the dust in the waistband like Chun-Li at the kumite
Oil got 'em pokin' his chest up, pitchfork poke a hole in his snout
Wet the soil when the TEC shout
Huh, for the chicken shit gettin' sweet and sour
Earth wind and fire in the powder, see you in a hour
Facts, don't hold back, run up on 'em for a rack
Pull the strap, metal on my hip like Bo Jack'
Huh, lungs full of doja, bitch like Doja
Bust it open, pour the cola, madе it off the roller
Huh, a genеral still a soldier
Let the whopper go, got twin cans like he Stone Cold
Woah, smokin' sour, pack the mini-MAC
Shit wet 'em up like the inside of Bizarre shower cap
Huh, blood in the water look like a shark attack
Keep the pump on my lap, stupid, you want no part of that
Buy it back then he up the price
He ain't got a dog in this fight, they all bark with no bite
Light the kisha, now we takin' flight
It's a cold world, throw up your sign, goons is there like the Dark Knight
Huh, won't comprimise my guys, sorry
Would rather fall on my own sword like a hara-kiri
He zonin', run the Earth like a Ronin, listen
Flew in to work, fucked they nose up like they Owen Wilson
[Chorus]
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
[Verse 2: Mark 4ord]
West coast klepto, I'm stealin' on the beat (Gimme that)
The game filled up with rap niggas I never wanna meet (Never wan' meet)
Motherfuckers cashin' checks with no evidence (With no evidence)
Doesn't shoot, your metal in disbelief, I'm peddlin' in receipts like
Guala stackin' chicken while I'm blazin' half
Wrecked the Impala, that's a boat, so I'ma make the raft
Navigate this shit, supply niggas when exchangin' caps (Yeah)
Business with Jamaican man, I seen in my adjacent paths (Last night)
I'm in my prime, huh, I ain't even cracked the top (Nah)
Niggas outta line, I draw 'em in when that ratchet pop (Brap, brap)
Niggas wanna be gang 'til it's time to whack 'em, huh? (Whack em, huh?)
Feelin' like a astronaut, that .45 blastin' off (Brrt)
I'm in the kitchen like I'm whippin', into grippin' pots (Every day)
Cinema and beats, there's no limits to how I'm gettin' off (Nah)
Criminal intent elevated and I'm switchin' plots
Body Bag Ben, I'm just flexin metaphysic thoughts
Blackin' out like I'm lost (Watch), but I'm really knocked off (Look)
Maneuver through the road bumps, detours and the potholes (And the potholes)
First of the month crazy busy, I'll put that on the gospels
Wish my niggas still here, guess I'll meet 'em at the crossroads, uh (You get it?)
Picture perfect like it's Kodak (Ch-chk)
Loyalty is everything, know we had to show that (Know we had to show that)
Once you sell your soul ain't no way you get your soul back (Nuh-uh)
Pour liquor on the curb where the bust, stretched my bro at, it's 4-racks, nigga
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
No ties with Lucifer, Taliban executioner
Recruitin' from the root of a Judas loses your true colors
Shoot at us, we shoot back, relapse to the maniacs
Strapped like dyke sex, it's priceless when I write scripts
Decisive as Tyson's right fist, I'm the nicest
Beat you lifeless, they despise us where you likes us
Kilos in Chryslers, meth like Crystal Geyser
For high prices, sacrifices when into crisis
It's hard knocks, my darts lodged leaves large knots
I'm a guard dog who sells rocks on four blocks
When the bar drops, I'm sippin' Ace and Veuve Clic'
Let the people speak, they say I'm a beast, sixteens unique
As albinos, keep you a wife and a side ho
Shut your piehole, bodies get wrapped like gyros
On a side note, you can die slow, my divine notes a cyclone of hope
Devote what I compose to the unknown, it's known
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket—
Guarant— Guar— Guar— Guaranteed to eat this toast
Slide through— Slide through your hood like a avalanche
