Lyrics Blood Drunk - JT Music

Blood Drunk

Hello, step into the deadzone
Hellhole — from heaven you’ve been thrown
Kill or get killed, have you read the memo
Pick a weapon, set the tone from the get-go
Make sure that barrel never gets cold
Listen to my sixth sense- quick scope
Get a bad roll?
then you’re in the ghetto
Cuz the wealth that we measure is in ammo
Blackout, till i throw the flash out
Let there be light, cuz i said so
Wasn’t that quote god?
but in him though
I’ll put you in limbo now, get low
Heartbeat gonna rise in tempo
When you hear that gunfire crescendo
I bet I’ll be the last man standing
By the time that 99 is the death toll
So I wouldn’t hold my breath yo
You’ve set foot on a dead end road
Got Bambi caught in my headlights
Wanna end up like mom in the meadow?
You’ve entered the deadzone
Cellphones — everyone forget those
But i got bars if you get close
We can connect when you get domed
Don’t you pretend it was net code
Stim-up, pill-pop
You’re still not build to be that dope
I’ll give you the kill shot if the meds won’t
There’s no innuendo, you're gonna get blown
So high, E.T.
could be sent home
You’ll get no rest just deathblows
Only rest that you’ll get goes with a headstone
Hit the deck not the bed bro
Lawn hasn’t been mowed yet get prone
Now bow to the crown of this battleground
Call me Playerbestknown
Did you catch that?
can i get a 10-four?
Can I paint black all over your red door?
Cuz ive brought war to your front step so
If you got tags no sweat I’ll collect those
Cuz I love a posthumous memento
Inventory emptied, let’s go
Can’t keep me out the ring I’m back (I'm back)
I’ll take it to the last round (last round)
Won’t call it till you all collapse (collapse)
Stand up ill knock you back out (back out)
Guess I got addicted to the taste of
Victory no escape from
This sadistic way I live (I live)
Sure no turning back now
I’m a blood drunk, ready for a blackout
I’m no meteorologist
But I’m forecasting a heavy downpour
I’m talkin' rainin' shells, I just
Though I was out but now just found more
Get ready for inclement weather
Evacuating won’t make it better
Cuz even when you’re bleeding, barely breathing
Would you rather deal with that or weather me?
I’m on a neanderthal-level savage and deadly
Quick to put this axe in your head, peace
Jeffrey Dahmer, hack you to shreds and
You can watch me long after your dead see
Kill cam runnin' 24−7
After you’re done takin notes check em
This squad has got some big dogs
All I gotta say, «boys got get em»
No we’re never gonna slow down
You can forget the walkin' dead
28 days later from now
I’ll still be rabid poppin' heads
Whoa-whoa-whats that, whos there tryna make a little chit-chat?
Get back lest you get bip-bapped
You don’t want a piece of this kit kat
I’ve been strapped since you just had fists and
I’m fired up like a lit match
If you’re in the tinder — dispatched
Looks like you got a date with death
Just kidding son — its dad
Now you’re about to get grounded
Survival ain’t on your allowance
Better put up some walls around it
You lock your door ill knock it down kid
But I don’t mean to be helicoptin'
Not a drop of alcohol in
Me, I’m just a little bit drunk off
The blood from all the bodies in droppin'
Can’t keep me out the ring I’m back
I’ll take it to the last round
Won’t call it till you all collapse
Stand up I’ll knock you back out
Guess I got addicted to the taste of
Victory no escape from
This sadistic way I live
Sure no turning back now
I’m a blood drunk, ready for a blackout
(i'm a blood drunk, ready for a blackout)
(i'm a blood drunk, ready for a blackout)
(I'm a blood drunk, ready for a blackout)
(I'm a blood drunk, ready for a blackout)
Can’t keep me out the ring I’m back
I’ll take it to the last round
Won’t call it till you all collapse
Stand up ill knock you back out
Guess I got addicted to the taste of
Victory no escape from
This sadistic way I live
Sure no turning back now
I’m a blood drunk, ready for a blackout