Lil High Lil Low - This Is the Final Straw Lyrics

This is where I define the great line 'cause i'm almost out of time
Putting together these nursery rhymes is almost like a federal crime

Okay
Virtues and sins
F*cking my girl who looks like Harley Quinn
Writing these bars with this beautiful ink pen
Break your shin
Punch your chin
In the form of lyrics
You would think I summon spirits when you f*cking hear it
Yeah, uhh
Texas boys, we are the ones who creating the white noise, who chill in the void
Deploy the toy solders who are on the f*cking roid's
You are just a buster
I can tell when you stutter
Kill you with my buster gun
Kill y'all when y'all cluster
Cause

This is where I define the great line 'cause i'm almost out of time
Putting together these nursery rhymes is almost like a federal crime

Because i'm not wasting anymore time on anyone of you motherf*ckers who aren't on their grind
Re-define the standard line so you motherf*cking fiends can at least get a little bummy line
Yeah
Motherf*ckers you can find me on the battlefield, just slaying
I'm just saying
Yeah
What really grinds my gears of war is you pussy boys hiding around f*cking corner
Just like your music career, always trying to take the f*cking corner
I'll sacrifice you to rising morning star, so far, yet so close
While gradually driving towards it with my fast broken down car
In a blaze, to faze the haze in my mind's middle maze