BloodHound phonk Lyrics

I'm sorry to leave you so without saying a bad word, but I'm so close to that last crack of yours

Pockets full, you wear your mouth coming from the dirty cell. Yeah, I got the energy, something you know nothing about

When I break a mind, they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick

Still coming cold with the blades I chop. Float grinding for a bankroll, spitting ghetto gospel

Dealing with desperation about to make me lose my Marble. Stepping into me wrong then you'll know I'm moving hostile

Pockets full you wear your mouth coming from the dirty cell. Yeah I got the energy, something you know nothing about

When I break a mind they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick

Still coming cold with the blades I chop. Float grinding for a bankroll, spitting ghetto gospel

Dealing with desperation about to make me lose my Marble. Stepping into me wrong then you'll know I'm moving hostile

Pockets full you wear your mouth coming from the dirty cell. Yeah I got the energy, something you know nothing about

When I break a mind they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick

Pockets full you wear your mouth coming from the dirty cell. Yeah I got the energy, something you know nothing about

When I break a mind they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick

I'm in cup, god flow, gospel

Marble step, know I'm moving hostile

Dirty cell yeah, you know nothing about me

Lunatic standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick. Still coming cold with the blades I chop

Float grinding for a bankroll, spitting ghetto gospel. Dealing with desperation about to make me lose my Marble

Stepping into me wrong then you'll know I'm moving hostile

Dirty cell yeah, you know nothing about me

Lunatic standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick

Pockets full you wear your mouth coming from the dirty cell

Know I'm moving hostile

When I break a mind they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick

Pockets full you wear your mouth coming from the dirty cell

Yeah I got the energy, something you know nothing about

When I break a mind they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick

Still coming cold with the blades I chop. Float grinding for a bankroll, spitting ghetto gospel

Dealing with desperation about to make me lose my Marble

Stepping into me wrong then you'll know I'm moving hostile

Lunatic standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick. Still coming cold with the blades I chop

Pockets full you wear your mouth coming from the dirty cell

Yeah I got the energy, something you know nothing about

When I break a mind they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick

Still coming cold with the blades I chop. Float grinding for a bankroll, spitting ghetto gospel

Dealing with desperation about to make me lose my Marble

Stepping into me wrong then you'll know I'm moving hostile

Pockets full you wear your mouth coming from the dirty cell

Still coming cold with the blades I chop. Float grinding for a bankroll, spitting ghetto gospel

Dealing with desperation about to make me lose my Marble

Stepping into me wrong then you'll know I'm moving hostile

Pockets full you wear your mouth coming from the dirty cell

When I break a mind they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting off a broomstick

Still coming cold with the blades I chop. Float grinding for a bankroll, spitting ghetto gospel

Dealing with desperation about to make me lose my Marble. Stepping into me wrong then you'll know I'm moving hostile

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