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Haters that love rockin nigga for bread, lead fly
Hit in you back of your head, he gettin' dough, all that's dead now
Yo, no more hallucinatin', we just

the mountain[00:37.05]These niggas be riding with sleds, ooh[00:38.73]I feel like I'm Drake, I love my bed[00:40.35]I'm really upset, up in my head[00:41.99]Nobody listens

Oh, oh, am I the god voice inside my own head?
Oh, oh, am I the voice that says you're better off dead?
Oh, oh, am I the god voice inside my own head

The Dead Body Man

Insane Clown Posse

The Terror Wheel

1994

my dead body crew
Only they can never think of nothing to do
If you think I'm sick, take a look at yourself
You got dead deer heads up on your shelf

off  OG 
Still ridin' dirty lokey 
With an Lb in my bag 
Like a youngin' in my bag 
You can't take me out my zone 
Better yet can't blow my high 
I

tryna shake my hand tho 
Why they claiming that they real but they aint tho 
I aint with the fake shit ye i gotta cut them off 
Back to the money cause

a believed it
'til I saw it
Them niggas think they flossin' tell
'em step into my office
I'm feelin' standoffish homes
You better back off it
Bust that boulder

head
You didn't love me back then
You never loved me anyway
I was just a fool to stay
I am on the edge
Feeling better off dead
Look me in my eyes
You can

It's better off dead
Better better

Wrapping my head
Wrapping my head
Round the consequences
Tasting the red
Tryna break bread
Stimulate our senses

puzzled by the bigger picture 
Yeh We the young Black Malitia 

Now bounce that ass quick twerk sum 
Ima throw cash shit twerk sum 
Now bounce that ass

And she gave him some head
Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say
"Ooh, daddy, ooh," woo
She say, "ooh, daddy, ooh," yeah
She took off his

When the pain is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord keep watchin' over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I that's all I gotta say

Now I was born broke, but

hot to charge
Listen, somebody said the price tag was on the rapper's head
So we gon' see a nice bag when the rapper dead
The mask black, the flag

the fuck away

My neck feel strain
My head is spinning
Thinking too much bitch
I'm overloading off the stains
Like bloody paints
Can't pretend my canvas

the pill[01:00.41]And I just want to hold her[01:01.78]She want me to stop talking to my demons[01:04.02]I can't[01:04.43]They're in my head[01:05.12]And they're on my

Things aren't at all the same now[00:33.98]I really wish you knew about it now[00:36.19]When you're kissing on my head[00:38.64]And my

it rain
I'm a weather forecaster
(Rain)
Therefore
After I'm done
Ima' leave you with a Fat-Lip
Sum 41
(Fat-Lip)
Bring it back bitch
Back to the way it

dead shot cuz any song I makin sniper hits 
They tryna get me to make sum club bangers or wife shit 
Rather talk about real life and get my dick sucked

Kill Shit

Twista

Kickin' & Screamin'

2012

ain't compatible, they be fallible
If you wanna challenge me with a battle we better saddle up
I work for battlers,seal it by pittlin pattilin
Tittling

he can't come around if he do he dead
I be on that middle eastern shit I said off with his head
My youngin complete the mission, GTA, make him quit

Drugs are on my mind right now
Liquor right by my side now
Something is wrong with my head
Need a lil some to fix my shit
Drugs are on my mind right

drums on it
Bigger than Loretta Devine
With a shot better than Steph and
LeBron, I'm on my grind, bitch

Pass the baton
I'm rap crack packed in a bong
One

to the BEAT of my own DRUM
I grew up off a that SLIM and that old SLUM
Now EVERYBODY wanna SHOW OFF and THROW SUM'
Only a few that's HOPEFUL and WHOLESOME
My

Sum for the team
Shake sum for the green, shake sum for the fiends
I'm the type of nigga going get this bread by any means
I can never let a bitch get