Tabasco Fire - Anamosity (feat. Chozin) Lyrics

Look, I'm crafty with the text, I'm Dexter in the lab
Ambidextrous with the right and left, a danger in the match
I set a match to all the asses if they thought I was gon' gas
I'm fresh out the pit like I'm Lazarus, hazardous flow

Laughin' at all of y'all niggas talkin' loud, but the passion stay low
World cold like the cord below 40, I pour a four for the old trode
That I lost on this journey, lost to this war
F*ck it, I lived through it, came back to life out my ruins

Ayy, niggas want smoke, boy, I hit like a shizzy
I make em feel dizzy, I knock yo ass dilly
I'm ridin' a highway to heaven, I'm poppin' a wheelie
You niggas ain't serious, you must be delirious

But I can help figure you out
Fake niggas hollow, I know what you bout
Your head in the clouds if you do it for clout
You talkin' the loudest, but lackin' your sound

I've been feelin' so lonely, can't sleep at night
I dream I die in a fight
I feel guilty when I tell you my problems late at night
I'm no one's problem but my own

But, who said
You can sit on my throne
F*ck a sweater, got thick as a bone
Me, Tabasco, I'm goin' home

Workin' on beats till the early morn
She give me head and I work some more
Slide in the car and I make it skirt
Blast my music till I'm in the dirt

When I die, give it all back to Earth
Music brought the best in me
Future need no vest on me
Sublime rapper who

Cultivates and harvests the energy
I grew up under fire in the LPC
Still ready to fight even if I die
We all got a time, why should I be scared of mine

But maybe
I might just need a vacay, baby
Might just need some space, baby
Love tastes like mace

Fake love in my face
Never stuck in one place
Day they said to go take up space
Keepers, it's the only way

And we may
Get out of the parway
The parway
The parway