Parallax

Hey, what’s going on bro?
You can’t keep doing what you’re doing
It’s gon' bring you ruin
There’s no way that you win
Who you think you’re fooling huh?
Doing what you doing
Who you think you’re fooling huh?
There’s no way that you win
Doing what you’re doing
It’s gon' bring you ruin
Quazarz, Quazarz, Quazarz
Quazarz, Quazarz, Quazarz
What’s known?
The glint off the stones
The pimp twirling chrome
Shots sent at you clones
Blowing and off showing
I’m glowing out my poems
I’m still going
Only the trill even know
Him get the bills and the coins
It’s thrill when I go in and kill rappers — mow 'em
Down drowned in the low end of the sound
Fuck Gucci, Louis, Prada
Dolce & Gabbana
Every devil dumping garbage off the coast of Somalia
A toast to the pirates
Dip the holster, fire it
Erase all the tyrants
Like the prophet Mohammed
May peace be upon you
Parallax
New tax
Send them all back
Alternative facts
Shootin Mac’s
Wrist water, blow stacks
Turnt to the max
Can’t turn back (now)
Can’t turn back (how)
Can’t turn back (wow)
Parallax
New tax
Send them all back
Alternative facts
Bustin' Mac’s
Wrist water, blow bags
Turnt to the max
Can’t turn back (wow)
Can’t turn back (how)
Can’t turn back (now)
Parallax, Parallax