Q Strange Lyrics - Still Driftin lyrics

Still Driftin lyrics (Lyrics)

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Album:Q Strange Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Still driftin, this time Im in a stolen Lincoln
Remains in the backseat inside stinkin
Im thinkin, gotta go find me a sink and
Clean up, Im beat up, Im covered in blood
It aint easy, blood on my hands makes the steering wheel greasy
Dead bodies vomit gas and fecies
Its nasty, aw shit a cop just passed me
Better get rid of this shit, real fast G
Pull over to the side just abandon the ride
Wait until they find the surprise I left inside
Im a hunter, searching for my prey Im on the highway
Meanwhile these kids are just cruisin on a Friday
Not a care in the world, but it aint what it seems
See me covered in blood wit a cold stare in the high beams
Lost control, smashed into the divider
Killed three mo and yo I didnt even try ta

[Chorus: x2]
I aint stopped yo Im still driftin
State to state still tryin to kill victims
Thought I was dead, naw Im still livin
Still wicked and yeah Im still killin

[Ve rse 2]
An elderly couple at a red light, late at night
Aint no cars and nobody in sight
I pull out my knife, I run up I open the rear door
Hop in, two quick slices and theyre gone
Real quick, slice the neck then I jet
Out the opposite door, now Im off to the next
Walkin through the darkness covered in stains
I got scared, I heard this bum like hey got any spare change?
Some homeless crackhead lookin for some rocks
Wit a shoppin cart livin out a cardboard box
Punched his rat face, and I wouldnt stop beatin
Watchin him swell up, his head was mad bleedin
Stomped on his chest crushed his lungs and his ribs
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Beat him to death dont need no weapons for this
A witness, a prostitute seen the whole shit
I seen her walkin up, yeah ya better go bitch
I chased her, caught her, yo, ya dead hoe
How the fuck you think you gonna run in stilettos
Rip her pointy ass shoes right off her feet
Stuck t he heel in her neck till that bitch couldnt breathe

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Real late at night I still aint done killin
Seeing a man deliverin some kung pow chicken
Hes comin my way on his bike
I stuck out my arm, I clothes lined him, be careful at night
Hes on the ground covered in chow main and duck sauce
Cut his face the fuck off, killed him and he got tossed
Into an alley where I cut him and I gut him
Took the splattered remains and then I fuckin stuckem
Into the little take out carton
I mixed it wit some noodles and the shit stinks its rotten
Looked at the paper I went to the address
Knocked on the door, Jade Dragon Express
Open the door it was this dude, he gave me the loot
I watched through his window as he ate his food, ewwwww
He kinda looked at it weird
Then he had some pieces of lung stuck to his beard
While he went to go vomit I went in his house
Kneeled down as I crouched behind the couch
Hes sick, he came back but before he could sit
I popped up with a grip on a holder from a candlestick
Smash his face with the base
Beat his skull till it opened
Little pieces of bone kid
Left on the floor then I chilled in his house
Finished up the rest of the Asian take out

[Chorus x1.5]