Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sex, Drugs, Rap & Roll, artist - Killer Mike. Date of issue: 10.03.2003
Song language: English
Sex, Drugs, Rap & Roll |
| Bitch, you know what boys like |
| Marquis Suites, 4 blunts of dro' and 2 hot dykes |
| They clit piercings 'll glisten like a fuckin' flashlight |
| Hungover off old liquor and a new spike |
| I’m living so trife |
| But nevermind me hoe, cause this is my life |
| It represent 40 days and fuckin' hot nights |
| On a corner sellin' hope right through a crack pipe |
| Now say my name right! |
| Now say my name right! |
| It’s just Killer Mike! |
| You gotdamn right! |
| I be the first to speak and shoot, the last to take flight |
| Pushin' 160 on I-20 with no headlights |
| It’s pitch black night |
| 151 and Cali chronic got my eyes heavy as headlights |
| Alpines screamin', competing with dual Flowmaster pipes |
| Here’s what they sound like! |
| This is sex, drugs, rap and roll |
| Corrupt your soul |
| Pop your roll, dope some mo |
| Throw your life away and smoke |
| Hit the floor and throw bow! |
| Grab a hoe and lose control |
| This is our life, sex, drugs, rap and roll! |
| I grew up in a hard hood |
| On some hectic shit, got demons to reckon with |
| Drown myself in decadence, every trap i’m checkin' in |
| I ain’t Kobe, all my bitches look ethnic |
| Dark, thick, pierced tongues tits and clits |
| Some thick other chick catch us in the GC |
| Gettin' lap dances from the same bitch, lame bitch |
| Hot twat in the Marriot |
| Fire brains and jism stains left as forget-me-nots |
| My soul rotten, this whore freaked, fucked and forgotten |
| Snort until my nose snottin, drink until my liver spottin |
| Face fuckin' and pill poppin', this is rap n' roll |
| Fuck your hip hop’n |
| She wanna ride it, until its limp and runny |
| With a jolt of jizm left in her jazzy tummy |
| She wanna hold my love for 9 months |
| I can’t front, i’m in lust with 9 cunts, with 9 cunts |
| Cuz, cause… |
| This is sex, drugs, rap and roll |
| Corrupt your soul |
| Pop your roll, dope some mo |
| Throw your life away and smoke |
| Hit the floor and throw bow! |
| Grab a hoe and lose control |
| This is our life, sex, drugs, rap and roll! |
| Lame bitch, continue dick dodgin' and nut duckin' |
| Imma keep gat clutchin' and nut bustin' |
| Gettin brains watchin' 2 hoes face fuckin' to entertain |
| It’s a shame hoes 'll break they toes to escape a nigga’s game |
| And lay with a cockless bitch with a fade and a nigga’s name |
| Sexy sad and useless, chin and pussy leavin' bruises |
| Bull daggers I can’t blame, I love to see perversion in the game |
| I don’t care what frame it come in |
| She need a tongue to keep her cummin', you better keep her comin |
| Eventually, there a need for a dick to come in |
| And have her cummin' from the inside out |
| To pull her guts from the inside out |
| Hoe fuck yo girlfriend, swallow this shroom |
| Close yo gotdamn mouth, boy, bitches better watch out |
| When rappers come through in a whirlwind |
| Bitch niggas and dykes better cuff they girlfriends |
| This is sex, drugs, rap and roll |
| Corrupt your soul |
| Pop your roll, dope some mo |
| Throw your life away and smoke |
| Hit the floor and throw bow! |
| Grab a hoe and lose control |
| This is our life, sex, drugs, rap and roll! |