Hum Drum Lyrics - Terror Squad

Down 

The paint is peelin? 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Yea, I gets it poppin' everybody know what Remy 'bout 

Got niggas shocked like Justin just pulled Janet's titty out 

Yea, I spit it out quick to put a nigga out 

The bullets larged in doctors can't get 'em out 

You gets no love, to me y'all dead bugs 

My records don't sell then I'ma 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 three hundred and fifty a pop I'll sell you a dro seed 

You really don't know me and that's the fun part 

See my flows retarded but Miss Martin is dumb smart 

An' you are literate, you can't even read the tele prompta 

I got niggas flyin' 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 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

The paint is peelin? 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and 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 tryin' a get higher 

Another angel in a thug's body scarred and tired 

Going to court got a illuminati judgin' me biased 

Shit, I talkin' for everybody, walkin' united 

The way I walk, it's 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 'coz his ass was on fire 

What goes around comes around holmes I ain't lyin' 

That's why the scars on my face 'coz bad karma and violence 

Just before a nigga wake I spend the night in silence 

To give my nerves a little break before it's back to the malice 

I'd like to dedicate this rhyme to old emotional scars 

Some nights I meditate hopin' bring me closer to God 

Tryin' to regulate my time between the Earth and the stars 

Get my health back to determine when I curlin' them bars 

Down 

The paint is peelin? 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

The paint is peelin? 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and 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 Robsters 

After that go to city, Allen and get the lobsters 

Now can I get a witness lemme show y'all my visions 

Never had a job but still takin' all my business 

No G.E.D only the promo what's my lyrics 

I rhyme heavenly and let soldiers off the appearance 

And rap so I keep my dough stacks don't me go back 

And clap, clap at yo do' Matt like nigga hold that 

There's no feelings I'm feelin' 'cause when I'm feelin' I'm killin' the Motherfucker right on his trip they killin' the villan what 

Down 

The paint is peelin? 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

The paint is peelin? 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and round 

Down 

The paint is peelin? 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

The paint is peelin? 

Now 

An' when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and round