Skeeny - Drill'd (Prod. Malice Beats)

Опубликовано: 12 Июль 2026
на канале: Shattered Syndicate
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‪@MaliceBeats1‬
not a driller

Lyrics:
Always on the lean
Didnt pour no ricky
My city pro meth
Wanting more
So there tickin
Couldnt afford
Now your forced by addiction
Supported by trauma
Enforced by a system
Keepin the fam clean
Of shards and K2
Coulda be me
But i See right past through
Screeching demons
Stained Smoke on the streets
Like a hoonin marloo
Never thought
id walk from the battle
All the way Up shit creek no oars had to paddle
Now they wanna talk
I wanna skadaddle
Fork in the road
Venomous toad tackled
Toes tappin lost in the metronome
You left me
Like a session smoked
Now herb tastier
Being a crazy cunt
Is the Best with the bros
Scrabble with the codes
depicked from the matrix
Tellin me you believe that ill make it
When i did in 20 and im faded
Marys legs
Spreads extend
till we aching
red panda on the backflip
Pray to my cactus
Ur claiming im bat shit
Well cos i probs am
Yeah cheers cockhead
Rose like a mosh sesh
Melt like im boxed in
U can tell well from my lost grin
I was One as i walked in
Jump on the drill
Cos i grew from the rawness
Due for my calling
music im gorging
Still Stupid n gorgeous
stewed by the beugs waters
So i cruise through like a 'uge yorga
Grow with the mullys
Stunk out ya dunny
Thats just Oz for ya cuzzy
Steelcaps n durrys
Not pill highs this Real life
Get up at that money
Dont need the fuck around
Round here they wont be reluctant to punch your mouth
Cop a knee cap
Ur not mad
just a meat bag
Everyone here can see that
Thy stay in my lane
I never had one
My main attraction
To this faithful rap
From days tryna save mum from a bashing
Contempting
with the blade
In my lap sat all night
Passions aside
Wanted to die
Tin walls to the shed kept me right
Essance Peppered with death salted my mind
altered my psyc

Now With the crew like its motley
Mix Sweeter
then lollys
Dipped in a litre of toffee
Peeping my treats
Best Leave teeth in the lobby
Copys got nothing arroused
Till i swept in
On my mushroom cloud
Like upto punks
Not at the pub
Heard hundreds
Only certain i trust