Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vandalize Shit, artist - Snak the Ripper. Album song White Dynamite, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.06.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: STEALTH BOMB
Song language: English
Vandalize Shit |
Vandalize shit, vandalize shit, vandalize shit |
Vandalize shit, vandalize shit, vandalize shit |
Spray paint it on the walls |
Yeah, hey yo I come through your hood like what |
Throw my tag up, cause life sucks |
Like I give a fuck, I’m struck with bad luck |
Hanging out with bad crowds, niggas is mad loud |
Shouts to the nomads and the kids that go bad |
This is for the vandals in the train-yard smoking camels |
Writing on the train cars and train guard |
Mad agression, ever since an adolescent |
Never had a dad present, I left a bad impression |
Never learn my lesson never wait my turn |
Niggers, wasting time on a tax return |
We unemployed, type of guys you wanna avoid |
It’s real in the streets and this gun ain’t a toy |
You see us in the dark alley, better cross the street fast |
Throwin' burners up, cops watch and gotta be fast |
Spray ground, backpack full of spray cans |
We’ve been fucking writing on the walls since cavemen |
Well I don’t gotta tell you what my name is cause you already know |
Spend my life packing a bag of Rusto |
With Last Dayz on my walkman, ducking from the cops then |
Mad face underneath my mask when I’m rockin |
Joints keep tucking, the crew is unstoppable |
Ain’t concerned with nothing, hit you up with the arsenal |
Disrespecting us will get you rushed to the hospital |
With first degree burns and pain, you never thought possible |
Stompdown represent, faceless the rioting |
Defecate on anything, ain’t no love inside of me |
Decorate the city cause they got no variety |
Fuck society I’m bombing shit with no sobriety |
Fuck getting bounced ain’t a cop that can stop it |
40 ounce sipping, I’m a 12 ounce prophet |
Look at what I’ve done, made up my mind and then I lost it |
Started just for fun and now I make a little profit |
I been around the world threw up my name everywhere |
I left my autograph so you know I was there |
Spraypaint the name 'Sticky Fingaz' on a church I dont care |
Just releasing my demons like I’m writing in a mirror |
If I cross your name out that means your gonna get murked |
You better read the signs on the wall, we marking our turf |
Give me a sharpie and space I throw my tag on the earth |
I even bomb your piece like spit, if you was there first |
Im a hooligan, terrorist, defacing private property |
They moving in, it’s evidence, it’s all a hypocrisy |
Violating my first amendment freedom of expression, nigga |
I’m on some shit but you don’t know it till you stepping in it |
Its from the heart I do graffiti in blood |
Carve your name in jail, * thug |
I’m addicted to vandalism, shit is a drug |
I get high off smelling paint it gives me a buzz |