Lyrics:
Background, I'm dishonored by it
But I'll opt for the sound of silence, some Garfunkel and Paul Simon
These days your more likely to find me Trudgin' through
Eat the dick up like a hi chew
Ain't no killer don't push me
Say I got em if I spot you
Four inch the barrel
It a cook a nigga like some hot stew
relentless
I'm so damn impressive
It honestly hurts
Lethal injection
To these little peasants
I'm gon' let em burn
Honestly think that a demon got in me so
Allstate
Y'all fake
Just got paid, but fuck it, I want some more cake
Ya faith in my hand
Now ya nervous, man, and drive my brains quick fast at ya
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along
'Cuz you'll meet with me by
about to bust your bubble like a tree lord
Too much marijuana got me p-noid
I'm killing instrumentals with that All So Simple Can It Be, boy
Shout to Lil
of 9 with loyal men let me spit some verse
On a royal seat with lots of kings but I'm ruling now
All my boys in da hood (Boys in da hood)
Come through
some bogus shit
Like, what is this
Yeah, Got me in that beast mode
And I ain't even supposed to be in this bitch
I'm usin' pay phones
But now it got me
aint no demons then here come gmc
How many times I'm gone tell you b**** a** boys that y'all can't f*** wit me
And i can't give a f***
I got this one
situation is a tight one
Whatcha gonna do, fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B
Bone and Big, nigga die slowly
I'ma tell you like a nigga told me
Cash
on the main line
Dopefiend's dose, so I go claim mine
25 cartons, now I'm straight
Keep 17, and the homeboys 8
Cop some hop, start back boomin
Got em sendin
try to up on me
I'll make sure he get up in his sleep
Everybody know when the murder man come
They gon' run
Tell 'em that they better keep they gun
shout-out to my mother cos she na Madam
There's so much beef in this air like its Ramadam
Swear I've got some people feeling like Shebi na Salah
Daddy told me
need no oven
My dope-heads they need that
Audiopium, audio
Audiopium, audio
Yeah, I'm about to cop some more, it's on me
Got the guap from tour
of my niggas wanted to teachers but it's some shit they taught me (For Real)
And my niggas know I'm street I hope they never cross me (Gang)
I'm just
the sky like it's 2055, huh
She said, "Boy you nice, boy you nice", huh
Heart cold like some water and some ice
I ain't need no one to like me (yeah)
Man I think that you caught me slipping'
Boy I think you got me in my feelings
And it makes me wanna touch the ceiling
I think you got me sprung I
not hate em
Just love them until they surrender
On god (On god)
Angles fly by side
Where will I go when I die
Got me wondering why
Can my hands touch
But you gotta keep grindin, keep workin, stay focused, stay humble,
And I swear dat shit okay out,
Let's get it
I ain't got no quit in me
All these
wit des rah rahs
Searching for yourself, I see you nightly when you drive by
This nigga, that nigga, don't matter if they holla
You let 'em in, next
the ho ratio, I'm like David Caruso
There's a mad shortage of people givin' me kudos
I been doin' this since T-Pain was pourin' us Nuvo
You tell 'em I
I'm like David Caruso
There's a mad shortage of people givin' me kudos
I been doin' this since T-Pain was pourin' us Nuvo
You tell 'em I run country,
plain sight got em asking who's this guy again
What a time to be alive
I done paid prices and severed some ties
want a cake slice? gotta offer them pies
They liars, at the end of the day, we're fuckin' survivors
I remember watchin' Scarface the first time
Look at that big house, that Porsche paid for by
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