Lyrics:
an enigma
Haunted by the stigma of incest
she tried to hide the scars
Her name reminds me of the stars
I saw diamonds divide
In the corners of her eyes
she
“Blaaatts”
Or walk wit' a new bop, we got some new pots
I see some 40 bigs, I blew off homie wig
And run up in his house and kidnap his only kid
Pull the trigger, shoot em up, I'm Clive Owen
Kids these days are my children Chuck Inglish
Back to back, laying down the guns
Trophies down
days
Your house was given
A gifted deed so you moved in
But I built mine brick by brick
And designed every inch of it
So when I decide to sit
Catch my
I think I'm big Gucci
Make space from me bro you seem a little douchey
I turn your house to a haunted house it gets spooky
I know Gucci probably
into Dre’s house and got Beat by Dre,
twice,
So I tell my friends I got a pair of Beats by Dre!
they don’t wanna give me a chance, I gotta cheat my way,
once they get at you
(Said, "You'll never be alone again")
This house is haunted by pain transposed into revenue
("The murdered all stay")
That thing
one hit mental deep
I never felt remorse but I'm ashamed for all the things I did
Every night I go to sleep ,I'm haunted by the life I live
Everyday I'm
and hand,
But I carry out orders from no man,
'Cause anything you want to do, I already did.
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid,
But
the odds?
Raised by men that kept guns but couldn't keep a job
Head down up, down up, that's right keep the nod
Keep the bounce, keep the bop
Keep
Cheat for chedder
Gotta curb my conscience
See for the cheese
Leavin houses haunted
Grind em up
Turn the kid to sausage
Heed the warnin
Proceed with
and hand,
But I carry out orders from no man,
'Cause anything you want to do, I already did.
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid,
But
did a bid when I was a kid
Raise by the streets, it is, what it is
Don't feel bad about whatever I did, you not in my shoes
You don't feel how I feel
the sack while they was snoring
God made me important
My momma didn't get that abortion
5 bedroom house and that bitch is enormous
Got a house so big I swear
and Vis to holla
At the kid to feature on Ill Out
It's all good like I said just chill out
Ca when i'm raving, i'm champagneing
Man will bop to the bar
Easy
by the harm and armor posse
Prolly got me on a radar with a dot
These watching, plotting minions of the lower God scene
Shit hawks abound, in
them
Feel much less queasy
As quickly, they pass by the
Haunted house of me, STD
I've been sent to the surface, snarlin'
Spittin' and cursin'
Ain't
fall off bitch
I'm sturdy like a house of cards
Verses bout a thousand bars
And every time I go on stage
I'm buried by a loud applause
I said hello can
treat em just like my mother's kids
I can buy this bitch the world
She'll still complain bout some other shit
She don't call me by my rap name
She like
on the block
Issa Fight for New York
Whole city looking haunted
The peep you think you cool with
Just really own shit
Stab you in the back
But before they look
kids
In the end, won't mean shit
When really all they wanted
Was house that wasn't haunted
By the spirit of regret
Lettin' em know I didn't quit
This is
But I could tell you this. The clan still exists. Top judges, politicians, Democratic Republicans, first responders, etc., etc. would be haunted by
how we loved the times
Oh, but how we adored the times
A couple years and some broken teeth
Nothing was ever good enough for me
Now I'm haunted by
All
get his wife killed.
The feds on him, Jake to pull seven on patrol.
Cops shot on the stroll by his man that's on parole.
Now he haunted, had a big
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