Lyrics:
eye
Seen me on the block, heard you wanna pull a drive-by
But you better off with lungs full of cyanide
And my guns are full of antimony alloy
Hope I
by
It seems like it's no surprise but it's sweetened by cyanide
Suicide I have tried but I still inhale formaldehyde
When I smell it on my nose
That
and giving up, receiving bigger ups
I deliver, UPS, or FDR by firesides
I'm smoking cyanide, these ashes burning when my cousin died
Through these words, his
a brawl, of nickel plated swords
Im sick of all the whores, im sick of all the psychos
Im sick of all the sickos sticking cyanide in my silos
By that i just
and giving up, receiving bigger ups
I deliver, UPS, or FDR by firesides
I'm smoking cyanide, these ashes burning when my cousin died
Through these words, his
breath
Suicide when not defined is just like drinking cyanide
And even though the tempters foiled around the bend treasure unspoiled
Grass is greener
deadlier than a bottle of cyanide
When I dig in my brain and say a fly rhyme
I might bust and say a little somethin
Get the party pumpin, yo, that ain't
In the ring like I'm Iron Mike
Detonatin dynamite - Cyanide
You can try an hide but I don't quit
I'm sick
Obsessed to be the best - fresh, ima a prick
as they break off me
Smother me with cyanide
I'm sick of living life as a compromise
You keep speaking of life, as if we decide
But I'm trapped in the sense
in your temple
We get caught, it's strictly mental
A stone crook, I don't go by the book
You can't fool me with your gangster look
I truncate a Judas
So why wait?
Burn the stake
Burn the stake
Burn the stake now
Burn
Stuff your face
With cyanide cake
Whilst they dictate
Decapitate
By jim carroll
We should have left at once
We should have never stayed
Now they have drawn the line
Now there is a barricade
Now there's a barricade
Whoa Kenny
Presidential Maybach, with the legroom
Gettin' head in the room, that's the head room
Finna make a play by Harold's (Yeah)
Money
the land
Arose instances of unexplained deaths
Autopsies reveal the presence of cyanide
Then by coincidence the facts are revealed
Connections between
Down by the sea she waits
Her sisters gathering by her side
Until disturbance dies
It was another case of
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Those faithful
Master of weapons and murder
Execution in any way desires
Hit man by trade
With a serial killer passion on the side
Afraid of being caught
He
the power, it's growing by the minute
And pretty soon you're gonna see me wallow in it
I feel good, a special kind of horny
Flowers and trees depress
my heart devour itself,
With teeth left by con artists,
Trying to pose as lovers.
There's no safe step in a mine field.
You just run like hell,
Praying
feel like Kobe on the sideline
Sidewinder missile I am cyanide
Inert for the last time land mine
I am out of my Goddamn skull
Pedal to the floor
I'm barraged by dollar signs.
Show me in to permanent sleep.
Wake in the middle of the night feeling the choke,
Your mind being pulled out of your
in the king james
I give a fuck about your emcee name I don't admire you
Only by dental records will you be identifiable
Cause the future is not
the fuckin road up
I am on every channel
I let the 9-5 honda civic slide right by
Middle finger sky high
Spittin-ittin c-c-cyanide
aimin' t' da top boy
Let's go, let's go
Mental capacity's like a power strip, I light when I spit
Ignited by lightning I'm on a power trip
T' make you hit
tell me why
Why they only love you when you die, yeah
I think I'm on the other side
Somebody tell my mama ain't no need to cry
I got God right by my side
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