Shanks (feat. Lil Jack) - Lord Infamous

Can you decide? Can you decide? Oh-oh-oh New music Listen to 'em, but you never trust 'em Entertain 'em, but you never fuck 'em You went and got that wax for nothin' Enjoyin' the attention, but don't need a husband But maybe someone It's been too many nights since you had a fun one You got a comfort zone you tryna run from They call you quiet, but they don't know where you come from Oh, oh, oh, you got so much poise In a room full of people makin' so much noise I wanna bring you 'round my boys, I wanna listen to your voice I wanna treat you to some things that you'd enjoy Don't be anxious, I got you Yeah, they fine, but they not you You a catch and I caught you I wanna pull up and flaunt you and take some pics for Getty Images I like all your beauty marks and blemishes Girl, you're poison, poison, poison, poison But the good kind It's crazy how you're on my mind Kind of crazy how you're on my mind Girl, you're poison, poison, poison, poison But the good kind It's crazy how you're on my mind Kind of crazy how you're on my mind That girl is poison, poisonous, cyanide, arsenic Shawty sick, shawty on fire, I'm the arsonist I might have to jack your bitch 'cause I be on my Harlow shit Styrofoam cup, stackin' 'em, inside, I put the poison in Poison, feel like I been poisoned I'm still on my shit, but that lil' dude you with a toilet Tunechi bitch, I'm gnarly Girl, you could pick your poison like fruit up in the garden I'm Ewing in the Garden, that girl is poison Po-po-po-po-po— Ass clappin' like blooka-blooka-blooka-blooka-blook Yeah, I eat so much shrimp, I got iodine poisoning She eat so much dick, she say, "Slime, I'm starvin" I'm a feast, dessert, and dinner Told her I'ma make her skeet and squirt that venom Got some Scarlett Johansson, whip it to a black widow Lil Tune', I been immune to these hoes I'm vaxxed, nigga, stop playin' Girl, you're poison, poison, poison, poison But the good kind It's crazy how you're on my mind Kind of crazy how you're on my mind Girl, you're poison, poison, poison, poison But the good kind It's crazy how you're on my mind Kind of crazy how you're on my mind You can hardly fit them denims Back pockets gon' bust open if you put somethin' in 'em Older women see that body and that shit offend 'em Ice in my veins, but you just added some venom What's the point of slowin' down? We got momentum You had a man that had a plan, but he ain't have it in him My homie said he fucks with your big sis, I'm tryna twin 'em The opps want an olive branch, but we don't extend 'em Now we ain't got shit to give 'em Okay, I found my rhythm They be like, "Jack go get 'em," okay, I'm 'bout to get 'em My haters keep on talkin', but these lyrics gon' outlive 'em I need MTV Cribs back Gotta bring 'em to my city just to show 'em how I'm livin' And you the type of girl I wanna bring to Thanksgiving But that's a given, that's a given

I took that fella round back to the water hole I took that fella round back to the water hole I took that fella round back to the water hole Yee-hah It's me everybody, howdy? Lil Darkie, with another Christian hit (Yuh) I took that fella round back to the water hole I turn that critter to dust and it's audible I turn your ten-gallon hat to some particles Can't even read what they wrote in my articles I'm so illiterate I can't even read a little bit I keep a banjo my hip and I diddle it Middle kid, I got some siblings Rat eat the scrap on the floor and the nibblings I keep a bat, I keep score in my backyard My daddy fat and he poor, it ain't that hard My dad Republican, but he live on unemployment Farming don't bring no enjoyment Kids in my town is afflicted with opiates Heroin needles addiction is copious Never appropriate Uncle yelling 'bout the Soviets taking over his Associates I'm a country boy in my heart I'm a country boy in these parts I'm a country boy on my land I'm a country boy, I don't bend Uh, want some freedom, I'll deliver Uh, out in Russia you might shiver See the moonshine inside my liver George shot Lenny by the river (uh) Dipping tobacco inside of my lip again Ripping the back off a pack and then stick it in Spit it inside of a jar, get my nicotine Get the fuck outta my town man, I'm sick of them Methamphetamine abusers We the better men, they losers The beggars cannot be the choosers I be posted with my crackers Some of us blacker but that ain't a factor We packing that heat and it's hotter than barbecue I'm with my dogs, that's Scooby Doo, Marmaduke Put up a wall and I barb it too That way it harming you Hopping it that's what that karma do I conceal carry my .38 special Especially for any devilish vessels My rifle don't trifle on who in its sights If he evil my Deagle be taking his life And that eagle, I keep on my Jeep and my Chevy It fill up my heart 'til a part of me heavy The levies they creaking The plains and the peaks And the valleys from Georgia To Cali, I'm seeking For destiny manifest Definitely can attest I despise everyone Anyone's ran against One reason or another Whether northerner or southern I prefer less stubbornness inside the governance I want my vote to feel less like another miss And like they thinking 'bout us normal citizens I wonder if there's any time to fit us in Too busy banning self-defence Everybody's tense None of these liberals are making any sense Now there's some Nazi's that took up residence Voted for Donald and I'm still scared of Pence What the fuck is the whole country coming to? Rappers and Muslims is dying and gunning too Police get shot and they doin' the killing Put end to this shit God-willing All of the innocent blood we spilling Everyone gun on yo' arm, no kneeling now Here pop a pill if it's tearing you down Welcome to new America town Yee-haw Yeah, yeah, yeah Stepping on my land Then you gonna catch the weapon (yee-haw) What you catching? Lead from a Smith & Wesson (alright) I'm in the field at four o'clock, so why you pressing? "City folk, city folk, we don't like you city folk" Pull up to my farm And I'ma harm you Let the 50 poke Redneck man Touch my daughter, I'ma slaughter you Caught her by the water with a commie So I shot her too, Waterloo South Carolina and Nevada too Proud to be American It isn't getting hotter dude It isn't getting hotter I'm a martyr, I'm a patriot Pull up in a Ford, with the rifle Man, he ate the shit Pull up on the tractor, with my pastor You an atheist We don't need guns On the web? You the laziest Craziest! To think you can stop Popping these enemies And I ain't stopping the dropping 'Til I get ten at least I tow magnums drink Jack Daniels, not Hennessy Dragon's breath in my weapon Get them from Tennessee I could bury you open, carry the remedy Whipping out my property stop like Kennedy Home of watching Fox News like it's the fucking playoffs All these politicians smoking crack rock and getting payoffs Tax paying Track laying Hopping out the back spraying I'm voting Nine toting Won the war and I'm gloating Beer drinking Clear thinking 'Merican man At the beach A seagull is wearing a can Stepping on my land Then you gonna catch the weapon (yee-haw) What you catching? Lead from a Smith & Wesson (alright) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah One, two, three Stepping on my land Then you gonna catch the weapon (yee-haw) What you catching? Lead from a Smith & Wesson (alright) I'm in the field at four o'clock, so why you pressing? Pressing on me, I'ma teach your boys a lesson Yippee-ki-yay motherfucker! Yuh, yuh I took that fella round back to the water hole I turn that critter to dust and it's audible I turn your ten-gallon hat to some particles Can't even read what they wrote in my-

Cut and run Purify the marrow Drain the wound and look ahead In the wake of absence I am all that's left This justifies everything I did This is a necessary evil A means to an end Make your exit Never out alive Sufferer in time Pull each root from underneath Reach in and cut into me So let the guilty hang Feed long-pig to the starved Teeth only cut deeper So follow the leader Fall into the spiral Swallow the flesh This is a matter of survival This is life or death Instincts burrow into each nerve And to nothing you always return The connection is lost The connection is lost The connection is lost The connection is lost Why am I always lost? In the famine I am God This is where I'm better off The connection is lost Your child is gone Now he's a man and a man pays his debts Problems bring perspective This helps me forget It justifies all that I am All that I am Rectify and burn I always return It takes control of me I can never leave Animal again What has always been I am the king of sin My pain is constant This is embodiment I am the king of sin My pain is constant This is embodiment I am the king of sin My pain is constant This is embodiment I am the king of sin