ABK (Anybody Killa) It Doesn’t Matta

[Anybody Killa]

It doesn’t matter what you say anymore,

Things you do don’t amaze me

so, now I see you like you passed on

Don’t nothing last long, shit ain’t forever

Whatever you thinkin’ of,

there’s always something ten times better

Don’t mean to bust your bubble, sink your boat

But if you dive in, and can’t swim, you ain’t gonna float

It’s like, some people try as hard as they can

to fit in a situation they don’t understand

Confused and fed up and don’t know what else to do

Until they get mad enough and come after you

I wanna, take this time to figure out what I’m all about

Should I do ’em in, or just chill and shut my mouth

God forgive me for this evil takin’ over

But there’s situations I won’t understand until I’m older

Gotta, live my life through these twists and turns

And it doesn’t matter cause I’m always down to learn

It doesn’t matter!

[Chorus 2x]

It doesn’t matter if my shotgun splatters your brain

It doesn’t matter if I’m bustin’ and I got that eighth

It doesn’t matter if you murder me, I’ll do you the same

Send you back to Hell, to burn forever in flames

[Anybody Killa]

Different lifestyle, new face each day

Unplug yo’ mind with words I say

No choice don’t move, think hard what’s next

Didn’t respond quick enough, ain’t no time left

And if there was it wouldn’t matter,

Nothing matters where I’m from

Center of the earth with the worms and scum

Ya don’t want none of this bitch, keep on steppin’

All that drama that you bring with your mouth as a weapon

Ain’t no one ever told you talkin’ shit don’t pay

The only thing that you get is the killa in your hallway

Lookin’ to revert everything that you said

Turnin’ your whole room red, bloody carpet, the bed

I can see a lot clearer now, than where I’m headed

There is no hate, do or die,

To try and keep my head straight

The more you think about me the sadder you’re gonna get

But now it’s done and over, so I guess it doesn’t matter

Bitch!

[Chorus 2x]

It doesn’t matter if my shotgun splatters your brain

It doesn’t matter if I’m bustin’ and I got that eighth

It doesn’t matter if you murder me, I’ll do you the same

Send you back to Hell, to burn forever in flames

[Colton Grundy]

I know that they don’t like and it don’t matter none

I’mma keep actin’ a fool, reppin’ the shotgun

Somebody come and kill me, nothin’ else seems to work

Got me jabbin’ this pen in my heart for every perk

With my blood on it, I’m bleedin’ on the track

You can hear me lose a lung if you listen to the playback

It don’t matter, cause nobody’s listenin’

I am, start to finish, bitch, peep the manuscripts

Ya see, if where I’m from, from the pigs where we lived

When we buckin’ at the precinct and the judge from the jail

Throwin’ the hatchet up with ABK and the fam

Rockin’ throwbacks Psychopathic, where it all began

It don’t matter how I got here or where I come from

I still be standing in the aftermath of devastation

Fuck everybody who don’t wanna hear me

Maybe it’s what I say and portray is why they fear me

It doesn’t matter

[Chorus 2x]

It doesn’t matter if my shotgun splatters your brain

It doesn’t matter if I’m bustin’ and I got that eighth

It doesn’t matter if you murder me, I’ll do you the same

Send you back to Hell, to burn forever in flames

ABK (Anybody Killa) Medicine Bag

I got the drug that you need in my Medicine bag a poor mans therapy on a bumpin track

Everybody get a fist that the demand is hot so hit your mom and pop shop and get a supply

Worldwide I’m coming at you serving you up with the dose of the dope music having you

Hooked everybody go and get it now don’t be shy cuz its okay to have a little killer on you

Mind I got the good shit that makes your legs twitch and tweak around the party when its on

The playlist Ima have you in a whole new type of trans gonna keep you coming back cuz you

Feeling the dance got ya shaking like a bitch in a horror flick or a tazed criminal after hitting

The lick either way when u try it you will be glad and this is only hit one off the Medicine bag

This is my Medicine bag (let the medicine flow through ya body through ya body through ya body) [x2]

Cant get enough so I’m giving you more I got the killer that you need when you ready to

Score ill have you up to the sunrise banging your head and make your momma wanna

Smack you cuz you wont go to bed the 2nd hit of my new shit hows it taste hold it in if you

Can its to good to waste ya know ya homie got the fire when it comes to this so ain’t no need

To look around for the regular shit my music my musical Medicine helps calm the nerves

When ur down and you need some uplifting words why you just cant cope with the lie you

Have and you need a pick me up from the Medicine bag there’s plenty to go around no

Need for greed and if you want a second helping ill be there indeed just call on the killa

Press play on the disk and let the sound from the speakers full fill your wish

This is my Medicine bag (let the medicine flow through ya body through ya body through ya body) [x2]

Let the medicine flow through ya body [x8]

Hears a song that you play when you ain’t feeling rite because its bad to be stressed out and

All up tight so I had to give you something to make you smile for the people who ain’t did it in

A while (the people who ain’t did it in a while) ya gotta have as much fun as your body allows

Keep the party on the pumping till ya just pass out anyway you gotta do it don’t bee held back

The Medicine that I’m giving is for you to relax

This is my Medicine bag (let the medicine flow through ya body through ya body through ya body) [x2]

Let the medicine flow through ya body through ya body through ya body (this is my Medicine bag)

Rise up work hard for what you want its time to grind yo let mother fuckers know you coming

For what you deserve and if anybody still wanna try n cut you short tell they ass to get down

ABK (Anybody Killa) Sticky Icky Situations

[Verse 1: Anybody Killa]

My teacher always said I wouldn’t be nothin’

So I met him in the parking lot said “I’ma killer” and then I rushed him

Sometimes I feel like a nut

Runnin’ through the neighborhood, tearin’ shit up

Straight jackin’ motherfuckers just to smoke a blunt

Sometimes I feel that my head fucked up, and it really sucks

I hear voices tellin’ me to do it (Do it)

How would you act if you had to live through it?

Turnin’ back on the gat, and I stole me an ounce

Now I’m addicted to the sound of a head gettin’ whacked

Do I smoke too much, cause I choke too much?

Are you mad cause I keep stealin’ your roaches bro

Yo Mike P! (Yo what’s up?) Turn my headphones up

Rude Boy got me stoned from the sticky stuff

Weed’s fuckin’ with my head, man I’m too damn high

Yo Violent J, you want the rest? (Show you right!)

Man I can smell it in yo pocket (Roll it up)

Sandwich bag filled up like you ain’t got enough

Always smoke with your road dogs, don’t be shy

Cause when a drought comes, he might be yo main supply

Me and J steady smokin’ pounds

So at least have a sack when you see us around (Biatch!)

Like you ain’t heard, man we flippin’ the scripts

So unlock yo ziplock and let me grab us a spliff

[Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]

When I pass it to you, bitch pass it back

Bitches don’t smoke for free, where the ass be at?

B-L-A-Z-E, ABK

And we got Esham and Violent J

Juggalos outside in the parking lot

Because y’all know how we get sparked a lot

Got the Faygo Cola with the Vodka twist

And when we all get together we see diamond mist

[Verse 3: Violent J]

I could smoke a stick of dynamite and not be dead (POP!)

I like it cause it fuck with my head

I stay weeded indeed, a killa need it

I can eat it to feed it, proceed and keep it heated

Now who the fuck don’t like my flow?

You ain’t heard my words will make the beard of a wiseman grow

Hydro, in a good way it fuck with my head

And without it you fucks would be dead

I rhymed dead and head for the 17th time

We double team rhymes, ABK and Violent J

If I loved Shaggy anymore I’d have to be gay

In Californ-i-a, they pull they socks to they knees

NIA, Ninjas In Action we be deez

I like cheese, I’m a serial pleez

I bitch slap fans cause I be a dick like that

I get wicked-wicky-wicky rhymes sick like that

I’m fat and fuzzy and I smell like weed everywhere

My homies call me Smokey The Bear

Tell that pokey beware, don’t come near here

Don’t dare, unless you wanna see my axe buddy partin’ your hair

I’m a Southwest gang bang gangsta boy

Zug Island, Del Ray I aint’s ta toy

My boy Nate’s the boy, my whole crew busts shots

Until you out like quamay’s pokadots

I’m tryin’ to smoke a litte somethin’ for my dogs who smoke

They only cessed and stressed cause they all too broke

I’m like “bew-bew-bew-bew-bew” with the Anybody Killa

Blowin’ Indian tubleweed, we bitch booty feelas

Ghetto scrubs flippin’ nubs at thugs

We drown faggots in Faygo tubs and eatin’ dead bugs (Ew!)

I’m tryin’ to say anything that rhymes

So I can fuck with your head like the cess do mine

[Hook x2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]

Break it down and roll it up, smokin’ blunts all night

Hesitate to hit it too hard, the weed’s that tight

Sticky icky situations, dehydrated

Cottonmouth creepin’, the game got me faded

[Verse 4: Esham]

I’m in the water with the sharks bleedin’

That’s why I be a killa for no reason, speedin’

My flows dope like OZ’s and

Crush pounds and trees and, I’m all season

Veteran, no one does it better than they (We)

E and J, (Hey) ABK

And that’s my man and them (What’s up?)

And I always blow ganj with them

Detroit playas too advanced for them

We buyin’ out the bar, we don’t dance with them

So if you ever get a chance to glance at them

Baby boy say holla back, answer him

H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Yes, that’s what the hell we are

See, me and Blaze, wicked ways

Full body armor, 5000 rounds and about 2 K’s

I can walk on water, spit fire and ice

Chinese secrets, makin’ wine from rice

Still shoot dice, up against the wall so nice

Still F-U-C-K the po-lice

Think twice like the 3 blind mice

But don’t give me no advice

I shine like crystals in the jewelry heist

And still pimp hoes like Heidi Floess