My Thoughts, Pt. 2
Orakles
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Women are money stanches And emotional grabbers I don't give a f*ck about a bitch I don't give a f*ck about a snitch All I care about is Can I get out this bitch No Give me a hammer I breaking down the door I'm claustrophobic like this little whore Like a pimp I got more You want more I got men run'n at your front door There goes you wife Your dog and your newborn Me and my crew are hardcore Already killed my landlord Tired him to the bed Took a sword And stabbed him in his spinal cord Shot him in the head Now he lays dead At the bottom of the shore Cause We threw him overboard Ok now I'm bored Let's get to more killing Machete wielding Kneeling Then I'm healing Revealing My true feeling Then I'm peeling off To my duplex Who next This ain't special effects Pay your respect Fucking your girl with that latex Sorry for the disrespect I couldn't access the internet Cause I had a virus threat I know why they call it underground Cause we've been in the ground for so long Not six feet but twelve feet deep All because kids listen to these freaks It annoys me to the level to where I can't speak You took a zany mixed with Hennessy Cool now sit the f*ck down and go to sleep It's time for me to reap F*ck the mumble rap They act like their on crack They talk like their wack They need a good smack I'm ready to attack They about to get their ass clapped When I pull up with the Mac That will make their ass run back Look'n like an alien for another planet Gott'em run'n to shelter But that ain't gonna help ya When I pull out duh Mac To shoot up your back When you lack Duh automac Call my shit trash Ain't no doubt I may lash out And blow your brains right out No need to pout Locked your mom inside Burn the house down Now she's burning alive That's what she gets For put'n a bee hive in my drive Dive'n in my car Missed it cause it's too far Cant open this jar Bout to go alha ahlok bar Love a girl but she evaporates Hold on I gotta masterbate Relax it's just a tape Geez everyone so sensitive now a days Ever hear of humor Probably not Your the same dude getting blow jobs in A garage thinking your hot Same dude that's gonna get shot Weather you like it or not Mobbing is a fantasy Like fantasy football But instead of picking players I'm picking players off Ears ringing No stop On this trigger of my glock No stop On the words coming out my mouth Get a job You fucking slobs I dont Care about a top slot Or a radio station Play'n my job I'm a god Bow down to me Or try to go through me I'll cause a suome
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