hiphop
rap
inland empire
benny ill
calies finest
Story behind the song
I wrote this for an Emcee Dutch, R.I.P., track. we never recorded it.
Lyrics
Hollow Like the eye sockets of skulls
thugs who budge drugs now we profit from souls
I scrape a blade shape my pops is cockin his colts
We known to roam alone with chrome we often stockin with bolts
My thoughts as shocking as volts caution im stopping your pulse
My next text effects will make you drop and convulse
I think distinct instinct plottion options repulse
Smoke coke or I float with a pocket of polv
My heart is hollow Like a folsom level four inmate
My fleet speak the heat the whole steet imitate
Your groove couldn’t move a car with neutral and intake
But im smooth as the roof on rubes magnum with disc brakes
Im hollow the authors father harbored some sick traits
Bizarre my art remarks of hearts iv carved with a switch blade
I strike like a right from iron mike and make ribs brake
devastate and decimate your fate when i dictate
Benny Ill