Still Driftin - Q-strange

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]:Still
driftin' this, time I'm in a stolen Lincoln Remains
in the backseat inside stinkin' I'm
thinkin' gotta, go find me a sink and Clean
up I'm, beat up I'm, covered in blood It
ain't easy blood, on my hands makes the steering wheel greasy Dead
bodies vomit gas and fecies It's
nasty aw, s t**a cop just passed me Better
get rid of this s t**real, fast G Pull
over to the side just abandon the ride Wait
until they find the surprise I left inside I'm
a hunter searching, for my prey I'm on the highway Meanwhile
these kids are just cruisin' on a Friday Not
a care in the world but, it ain't what it seems See
me covered in blood wit a cold stare in the high beams Lost
control smashed, into the divider Killed
three mo and yo I didn't even try ta [Chorus

repeat: 2X] I
ain't stopped yo I'm still driftin' State
to state still tryin' to kill victims Thought
I was dead naw, I'm still livin' Still
wicked and yeah I'm still killin' [Verse

2 ]:An
elderly couple at a red light late, at night Ain't
no cars and nobody in sight I
pull out my knife I, run up I open the rear door Hop
in two, quick slices and they're gone Real
quick slice, the neck then I jet Out
the opposite door now, I'm off to the next Walkin'
through the darkness covered in stains I
got scared I, heard this bum like "hey got any spare change "?Some
homeless crackhead lookin' for some rocks Wit
a shoppin' cart livin' out a cardboard box Punched
his rat face and, I wouldn't stop beatin' Watchin'
him swell up his, head was mad bleedin' Stomped
on his chest crushed his lungs and his ribs Beat
him to death don't need no weapons for this A
witness a, prostitute seen the whole s t**I
seen her walkin' up yeah, ya better go b h***I
chased her caught, her yo, ya, dead hoe How
the f k**you think you gonna run in stilettos Rip
her pointy a shoes** right off her feet Stuck
the heel in her neck till that b h***couldn't breathe [Chorus

]:[Verse

3 ]:Real
late at night I still ain't done killin' Seeing
a man deliverin' some kung pow chicken He's
comin' my way on his bike I
stuck out my arm I, clothes lined him be, careful at night He's
on the ground covered in chow main and duck sauce Cut
his face the f k**off killed, him and he got tossed Into
an alley where I cut him and I gut him Took
the splattered remains and then I fu n'***stuck'em Into
the little take out carton I
mixed it wit some noodles and the s t**stinks it's rotten Looked
at the paper I went to the address Knocked
on the door "Jade, Dragon Express" Open
the door it was this dude he, gave me the loot I
watched through his window as he ate his food ewwwww, He
kinda looked at it weird Then
he had some pieces of lung stuck to his beard While
he went to go vomit I went in his house Kneeled
down as I crouched behind the couch He's
sick he, came back but before he could sit I
popped up with a grip on a holder from a candlestick Smash
his face with the base Beat
his skull till it opened Little
pieces of bone kid Left
on the floor then I chilled in his house Finished
up the rest of the Asian take out [Chorus

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