Land of the Lost - Slaine, Termanology

I got suicidal visions of women, I smoke a enemas

Full of venom I got ten tenants in ten tenements

Slanging to all the residents, cocaine intelligence

My snow-bunny bitch sell e-hits for Mexicans

Connecting with the best of the best, and cooking meth

In the bubble bath with two dime chicks and they possessed

I put every finger in your bitch pussy with my rings on

And she don’t give a fuck, she swallow nut and drink cum

Pull up to your house with my hazard lights on, they flashing bright

Hop out with a mask with Armani slice and a metal pipe

Throw a little dash of this white inside the Alize

Mix it with some molly and guess I’m top on the interstate

Ventilate the car I’m driving and keeping the doors ajar

Forces are on the floor in case they force us to go to war

Say another word, I’ll run up, ring your doorbell

And lick off like them dirty cops did it to Sean Bell

Anti-Hero out now everywhere

Slaine and Termanology

Statik Selekt on the beat

Shout out to my brother Ransom