Lyrics:
Hey
My name is Jenz Williams
And first of all I want us to reason with me that
The greatest power of a human being is not the belief system by
hate you, let's do a take two
Ugh, if we reset, what does that mean then?
Ugh, not again, yeah
I blow my brain to pieces
Blood is on the wall
You miss
[chorus x2]
O what a thrill inside a bitch feel
Gotta be strong and handle, it is real
Pussy killz
Mad shots keep a nigga open
Bitch have a nigga's gun
cuz gettin' by ain't enough (ain't enough)
Verse 2
Fell in love with an angel and it happened so quick
Surprised she felt the same way, ain't know
drinks the life-blood from the feebled man.
Empty bodies, soul-drained by the vrigin queen.
Finally given the pleasure to die.
She aligns the hate
Cause you've never been seen on camera
Wait a minute, you can't say you
Built this platform by yourself bitch
None of us can
That's a combined effort from
no more magic
Pullin my leg like Go Go Gadget
One minute they hate you
Next minute they love you
Next minute it's fuck you
Then they forget you
You
(gon' change that game around)
And I bet (y'all really gon' hate him now)
Why don't you come ride with me? Ooh-wee
Skrrt, oh (gon' break it down)
Blowing blunts in the breeze looking fresh Tommy Jeans
Air Force Ones clean been grinding since a teen (Real shit)
Hair long weed strong tryna live my
and sort of hate pretenders
I'll situate myself and demonstrate the skills I have
The love of the mic and the life of a lover becoming a sweet surprise
move
Just some sick kids
With strong feelings towards each other
And when we hopped into bed
We were healing one another
I fell hard for a minute
You
through my door like I was Biggie, nigga
But my voodoo strong enough for fifty niggas (stay in my room)
(Stay in my four corner room, stay on that camera,
the house, what up
Got a jar full of dope and a box of blunts
Hoes in the house, if you see em turn em out
Bitches walkin by sayin hi to me
And niggas
Two scratchers, beef jerky, and a power ball
Two scratchers, beef jerky, and a power ball
I paint self hate portraits in acrylic
Since
I’ll take one question i wanted
To vibe off an idea, and then I
Can riff off of that…they said I’ve
Got 20 minutes or so, i might go longer
OK,
Im doing numbers
She want a round two
She gotta bring her friend through
I could handle both of y'all
You can't trust em far as you can throw em
I'm just blowin strong catchin dub plays on my mobile phone
Til the sack through and I'm flexed up
Want a nigga to bless ya
Then bitch say achoo
Two-Four
My nigga Two-Four the goat, these other niggas basic
How could she play with me like that?
Girl, you know I ain't mean that
I gave her
fade
Most often I ain't entertained by nobody round cause they never stay
Find a good person for a few minutes till they make up stories tryna get away
Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane)
[Let me put this bible down for a minute…]
This that rippity rapper, click-clacka
Get back or nigga get clapped
attention
You know we ain't through
You know we ain't through
You know we ain't through
One minute you hate me
The next one I hate you
But still I can't
(two-tone)
If I was lame like you is, I'd hate me too (hate me too)
Plug sent a bale, then I broke that shit down (hey)
Live by the code, never wrote that
your life up
Now you wanna fight but, two worlds are gonna collide 'cause...
I'm mentally ill, am I sick?
I'm fucking lives up in minutes
These bitches
you
Love can go to hell
In a broken heartbeat minute
That's where I am without you in it
Every day is just another night by myself
Love can go
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