Gunk Rock – DRY lyrics

[Verse 1: lil darkie]
Piss on my neck, piss on my back
Piss in my mouth if there's no water in the tap
Pussy, pussy niggas pocket pussys dryer then Iraq
I don't, I don't have no moisture in myself to yack
Feel my skin it start to crack, uh, rippin' my ballsack, uh
I cannot spit so a nigga cannot jack, uh
Wack, sauce wit' a nigga lackin'
With no faeces from my back and what do protrude is blackened sun
And you be packin' penis but we lacking Jesus
Nobody manufacture him no more, read the bible front to back no more, no more trees to paper-ise for sure
I write holy books on the mountains in my blood so you can see well
Spread the word before solar bun a hole through our retinal gel

[Verse 2: Christ Dillinger]
Water scarcity, shit's a rarity
Only pain can bring these humans clarity
Speaking up, but you still ain't hearing me
Sure there's ice in your chain, but there's no ice in your cup
Sure there's water in your veins, but no water in your mug
Poison filling up your lungs
Niggas shooting fighting over bitches over Twitter
Shit, who they gonna shoot when they fighting over water, oh, that's you
No boo-hoo ain't no tears for that my dude
Climate change is such a bother, you can blame it on your father, maybe blame his father
Take a 30-minute shower 'till the bitch don't even bother
Now you got a baby bottle full of piss, to feed your toddler
Have you ever been to India? Take a trip to India
Soon there will be no India, soon there will be no [?]
And you know who's to blame when there is no fucking rain
And all you ever feel is pain because there is no water in your brain
Excuse me, your honour, I know nothing about this water, share my rations with my daughter, if I even have a daughter
Because she might not have a father, nigga died of dehydration because there ain't no fucking water

[Interlude: Fl. Vco]
All right, Christ Dillinger, I need a drink

[Verse 3: Fl. Vco]

[Verse 4: Eddison]