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Caterpillar - Drumsound & Bassline Smith Remix
Black Sun Empire, Virus Syndicate, State of Mind, Drumsound, Bassline Smith
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Virus Syndicate, Blacksun Empire
State of mind
You got me feeling like a caterpillar never been a butterfly
Spitting with a battered liver, liquored up and crooked eye
You might see a pack of killers coming at you looking high
Bats, knives, jackers, scissors running at you duck and dive
That's life how I'm feeling when I'm fucking cocking rhymes
Bang brides, crook and leave 'em, wind my dick and cut the tie
Gang signs must have got mistaken for some other guy
I'm fine, see you motherfuckers on the other side
Shoot 'em up, quick fire, reload, line 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
Blacksun, Virus, came through to rile 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
Shoot 'em up, quick fire, reload, line 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
State of mind, Virus, came through to rile 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
Lighters up
Lighters up
Lighters up
Air, push your lighters up
Lighters up
Lighters up
Lighters up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
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That's life how I'm feeling when I'm fucking cocking rhymes
Bang brides, crook and leave 'em, wind my dick and cut the tie
Gang signs must have got mistaken for some other guy
I'm fine, see you motherfuckers on the other side
Now you people want to talk about me, I'm a bad mind
Greedy breed, dirty rotten scoundrel
I'm a hand glide, fly mode, leave 'em on the ground
And let them talk shit about me while they
I spit game, get paid, chain reaction
And I switch ways, never see the same reaction
'Til my clique pays and the fucking game collapses
I'ma flip blades, come swinging chains and axes
I ain't bitch made, you man are fake and plastic
You're a bit lame, good for nothing shady bastard
Looking quick bane, ain't no stage for actors
I'm a nightmare, the voice in your brain played backwards
Shoot 'em up, quick fire, reload, line 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
Blacksun, Virus, came through to rile 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
Shoot 'em up, quick fire, reload, line 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
State of mind, Virus, came through to rile 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
Lighters up
Lighters up
Lighters up
Air, push your lighters up
Lighters up
Lighters up
Lighters up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
Two gun fingers in the air, push your lighters up
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