TREBOR (Rap) – BLACKWALL CYPHER (Lyrics & Video)

BLACKWALL CYPHER – TREBOR (Rap) Lyrics

Blackwall calls my name, I feel like Songbird, AIs in my head

Got your address, you leave way too many traces on the net

I just know you’re in the area, i got some snipers at your head

Fuckin’ with my crew, that pussy gonna end up fucking dead

And fuck a Sandevistan, I need more space for my RAM

Get into your body, then I make you kill yourself

Bitch you get no fuckin biz, you can’t even show a band

Shoot you with the Erebus, I’ll send you straight to cyberhell

Yuh, I’ma make a pussy flatline

I’m high everyday, can’t be sober anytime

Doing amphetamines, bitch I’ll take ‘em till I’m blind

Monowire cut your arm off, do you feel fine?

Got your body in the cold fuckin’ tub

Slice at your sides leavin’ your chrome to rust

I harvest the implants and ‘ganic shit too

Leaving only skeletons is a must

Diss the bitch, I’m being mean

Tie her down, ‘n’ take her spleen

Kill your girl, she took my meat

Finna throw you on the street

Diss the bitch, I’m being mean

Tie her down, ‘n’ take her spleen

Kill your girl, she took my meat

Finna throw you on the street

Shoot the bullpup, .556 all in your face

Taking out your brain, I’on do this for the fame

When I mix my shit, yeah you know I up the bass

When I’m in your town, better watch what you say

Get yo’ head split

Keep on talking ‘bout the clique

Like I’ll end yo’ shit

Don’t give a fuck ‘bout your diss

Get yo’ head split

Keep on talking ‘bout the clique

Like I’ll end yo’ shit

Don’t give a fuck ‘bout your diss

One shot bitch I’ll leave you dead, I feel like Silverhand

Snuff film, I’ma turn your death into a brain dance

Chromed up, I could leave you dead at a quick glance

In love with my choppa, only time that I do romance

Mag dump, lock onto your head like it’s aimbot

Pussy wanna test my chrome, that bitchass got his brains popped

Walk up in this bitch, a hunnid rounds you get yo’ shit rocked

So much fuckin’ chrome on me, I feel like I can’t be stopped

Cyber psycho in this bitch, you see me that’s a bad sign

Put some iron to your mouth, I’ll make you fuckin’ flatline

Hollows through yo’ dome, I love the way that all the blood shines

Body hit the floor, and now your system going offline

Hack a gonk's optics, and make him literally see God

Hate to carve up your synthskin, it's worth more than your bod

Hope you liked dying and the taste of blood

Motherfucker owed me Eddies, now he's rest