Q-Strange - Still Driftin Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist[Verse 1]Still driftin', this time I'm in a stolen LincolnRemains in the backseat inside stinkin'I'm thinkin', gotta go find me a sink andClean up, I'm beat up, I'm covered in bloodIt ain't easy, blood on my hands makes the steering wheel greasyDead bodies vomit gas and feciesIt's nasty, aw shit a cop just passed meBetter get rid of this shit, real fast GPull over to the side just abandon the rideWait until they find the surprise I left insideI'm a hunter, searching for my prey I'm on the highwayMeanwhile these kids are just cruisin' on a FridayNot a care in the world, but it ain't what it seemsSee me covered in blood wit a cold stare in the high beamsLost control, smashed into the dividerKilled three mo and yo I didn't even try ta[Chorus: repeat 2X]I ain't stopped yo I'm still driftin'State to state still tryin' to kill victimsThought I was dead, naw I'm still livin'Still wicked and yeah I'm still killin'[Verse 2]An elderly couple at a red light, late at nightAin't no cars and nobody in sightI pull out my knife, I run up I open the rear doorHop in, two quick slices and they're goneReal quick, slice the neck then I jetOut the opposite door, now I'm off to the nextWalkin' through the darkness covered in stainsI got scared, I heard this bum like "hey got any spare change?"Some homeless crackhead lookin' for some rocksWit a shoppin' cart livin' out a cardboard boxPunched his rat face, and I wouldn't stop beatin'Watchin' him swell up, his head was mad bleedin'Stomped on his chest crushed his lungs and his ribsBeat him to death don't need no weapons for thisA witness, a prostitute seen the whole shitI seen her walkin' up, yeah ya better go *****I chased her, caught her, yo, ya dead hoeHow the ***** you think you gonna run in stilettosRip her pointy ass shoes right off her feetStuck the heel in her neck till that ***** couldn't breathe[Chorus][Verse 3]Real late at night I still ain't done killin'Seeing a man deliverin' some kung pow chickenHe's comin' my way on his bikeI stuck out my arm, I clothes lined him, be careful at nightHe's on the ground covered in chow main and duck sauceCut his face the ***** off, killed him and he got tossedInto an alley where I cut him and I gut himTook the splattered remains and then I *****in' stuck'emInto the little take out cartonI mixed it wit some noodles and the shit stinks its rottenLooked at the paper I went to the addressKnocked on the door, "Jade Dragon Express"Open the door it was this dude, he gave me the lootI watched through his window as he ate his food, ewwwwwHe kinda looked at it weirdThen he had some pieces of lung stuck to his beardWhile he went to go vomit I went in his houseKneeled down as I crouched behind the couchHe's sick, he came back but before he could sitI popped up with a grip on a holder from a candlestickSmash his face with the baseBeat his skull till it openedLittle pieces of bone kidLeft on the floor then I chilled in his houseFinished up the rest of the Asian take out[Chorus] - 1.5X
