Poppin' Stims
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Lyrics
Intro
(Screwed and chopped vocal sample: "Stacking credits... credits... yeah")
(Heavy bass roll)
Trill
Yeah
Verse 1
Chrome
Mirror finish
On the Patriot suit
Candy red paint dripping on the heavy metal boots
I lean
I swerve
Grip the grain on the twin-linked autocannon
The whole galaxy watching how a king is landing
Sipping
Dripping
Flipping sectors for the gold
I'm a soldier
I'm a baller
I do exactly what I'm told
My cape
It flows
Like a silk shirt in the summer heat
Crushing cyborg skulls under the rhythm of the street
Chorus
We popping stims
We popping stims
We popping stims and rolling deep
From the hood of Super Earth to the sectors where they sleep
Candy paint
On the tank
Keep it trill while we fight
Stacking Super Credits under the orbital light
We popping stims
We popping stims
We popping stims and rolling deep
Verse 2
Struggle
It's real
When you're lightyears from the crib
Putting holes inside the fabric of a socialist bib
I miss the sunshine
I miss the green
I miss the way the Liberty Park used to look so clean
Hard work
Long nights
Fighting wars for the flag
Got a trunk full of samples in a designer bag
One time
Two times
For the squad in the dirt
Pimping ain't easy when the shrapnel really hurt
High life
Low life
It’s the only way to go
In the shade of the Destroyer where the purple vapors blow
Chorus
We popping stims
We popping stims
We popping stims and rolling deep
From the hood of Super Earth to the sectors where they sleep
Candy paint
On the tank
Keep it trill while we fight
Stacking Super Credits under the orbital light
We popping stims
We popping stims
We popping stims and rolling deep
Bridge
Cyberstan
Cold
Vast
We came
We saw
We passed
The torch
The flame
The pride
Nobody left to run and nobody left to hide
Verse 3
Trill
South side
Of the galaxy map
Got the 808 thumping through the helmet in a snap
Stay down
Move up
Never let 'em see you sweat
I'm a legend in the trenches and I haven't peaked yet
Big wheels
Big guns
Big heart for the cause
Giving everything I got without a minute for a pause
Peace out
Move out
To the next solar system
If they want the smoke then you know we gotta give 'em
Chorus
We popping stims
We popping stims
We popping stims and rolling deep
From the hood of Super Earth to the sectors where they sleep
Candy paint
On the tank
Keep it trill while we fight
Stacking Super Credits under the orbital light
We popping stims
We popping stims
We popping stims and rolling deep
Outro
Yeah
Super Earth
You know how we do it
Cadet to Commander
Still swangin'
Still banging'
(Screwed and chopped: "Stacking credits... deep... deep... south side...")
Keep it trill
Always
For the Democracy
(Fade out with heavy bass)
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