Fish 'N Chips (Featuring Holden Zacharias of Delta & Blasfemme of WitchGod) Lyrics

Its all me baby!
I aint worried bout that petty shit. When Im clenching up my fists,crackin bones,Im already lit!
All you counterfeit bitches wanna run ya lips! Vibe to the Chi-Sound! Eat it up Fish 'N Chips!
You already know. You already know where you got your style from haaaaaa! You already know. Stop Playin!
You already know. You already know where you got your style from haaaaaa! You already know. Stop Playin!
(Grimace Laugh)
You already know. You already know where you got your style from haaaaaa! You already know. Stop Playin!

You'll never live up to the king!
Step back! And fall in line
I got no time for your cock rubbin dick struttin
Fuck it, wallow and fester in shit!
I will fly terrify show you who the fuck you bow to!
Every punk ass bitch before you got a taste of the drip that I spew. No cap!

Too many crabs in the bucket! No guts no glory neglected! Round here I get respected! Snatch the mic and I wreck it! You flipped my switch and it's on!
Running game on your whole set! Have you fold on your own. Like you stepped in your shit, Imma give it to ya!
Give it to ya RAW! Yeah. Imma give it to ya! Give it to ya RAW!
Too many crabs in the bucket! No guts no glory neglected! Round here I get respected! Snatch the mic and I wreck it! You flipped my switch and it's on!
Running game on your whole set! Have you fold on your own. Like you stepped in your shit, Imma give it to ya!
RAW! RAW! RAWWWWWWWW!
RAW! RAW! RAWWWWWWWW!
YOU ALREADY KNOW, YOU ALEADY KNOW WHERE YOU GOT YOUR STYLE FROM HAAAAAA! YOU ALREADY KNOW! STOP PLAYIN!
YOU ALREADY KNOW, YOU ALEADY KNOW WHERE YOU GOT YOUR STYLE FROM HAAAAAA! YOU ALREADY KNOW! STOP PLAYIN!
YOU ALREADY KNOW, YOU ALEADY KNOW WHERE YOU GOT YOUR STYLE FROM HAAAAAA! YOU ALREADY KNOW! STOP PLAYIN!