Hum Drum lyrics

Artist  : Terror Squad 
Song : Hum Drum



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Down…

The paint is peelin’

Now…

When the chips are down

Down…

You gotta lose all feelin

Now…

when the chips are down



yea .. i getz it poppin everybody know what Remy
bout

got niggas shocked like justin just pulled janets
titty out

yea i spit it out quick to put a nigga out

the bullets larged in doctors cant get em out

you gets no love to me ya'll dead bugs

mi records dont sell then ima sell drugs

from o's to whole p's

grams to whole keys

no joke i got coke that'll make ya nose bleed

dope so pote and my fiends done OD'd

for 350 a pop ill sell you a dro seed

you really dont know me and thats the fun
part

see my flows retarded but miss martin is dumb
smart

n you aliterate you cant even read the
teleprompta

i got niggas flying me weed in by helicopter

you look sad when i pass in this toy benz

you gon' be real mad when i bag ya boyfriend



Down…

The paint is peelin’

Now…

When the chips are down

Down…

You gotta lose all feelin

Now…

when the chips are down

Down…

The paint is peelin’

Now…

When the chips are down

Down…

You gotta lose all feelin

Now…

your head goes round n round



you can feel my pain like a drug

you can light it with fire

and you can mix it with your blood if your tryna
get higher

another angel in a thugs body scarred and tired


going to court got a luminati judgin me
biased

shit i talk aint for everybody

walkin united

the way i walk its a challenge just to balance on
wires

my old connect put me on

said he robbed the supplier

so i pieced him out with pity cuz his ass was on
fire

what goes around comes around holmes 

i aint lyin

thats why the scarrs on my face cause bad karma
and violence

just before a nigga wake i spend the night in
silence

to give my nerves a little break before its back
to the malace

i'd like to dedicate this rhyme to old emotional
scarrs

some nites i meditate hopin

bring me closer to god

tryna regulate my time between the earth and the
stars

get my health back to determine when i curln'
them bars



Down…

The paint is peelin’

Now…

When the chips are down

Down…

You gotta lose all feelin

Now…

when the chips are down

Down…

The paint is peelin’

Now…

When the chips are down

Down…

You gotta lose all feelin

Now…

your head goes round n round





yo this the upcoming success 

definition of prospect

put ya money on me you get recognition and
profits

on any condition i drops it

on a mission no listen to gossip

whether splittin imposta's

sorta like a mobsta and my niggas i got ya

we all gon be eatin soon like italians with
pasta

smokin weed eatin curry chicken like the
robstas

after that go to city allen and get the
lobstas

now can i get a witness

lemme show ya'll my visions

never had a job but still takin all my
business

no GED only the promo

whats my lyrics

i rhyme heavenly and let soldiers off the
appearance

and rap so i keep my dough stacks

dont me go back and clap clap 

At yo do' matt like nigga hold that

theres no feelings im feelin cuz when im feelin
im killin the mutherfucker right on his trip

they killin the villan what



Down…

The paint is peelin’

Now…

When the chips are down

Down…

You gotta lose all feelin

Now…

when the chips are down

Down…

The paint is peelin’

Now…

When the chips are down

Down…

You gotta lose all feelin

Now…

your head goes round n round