You Don’t Want It

When you see my smilin', I'm really frownin' You think you're really wildin'? I'm killa clownin' Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothing you say that you do Because stupid is how everybody sounded Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me Homie, you would leave me by my lonely I'm thinking death and destruction Images of blood and pus and I ain't looking for nothing but trouble Thinking of murdering you when I'm just lounging (That's just the devil, just the devil) Block it out and keep it moving I'm evil and it's pussy that I'm pursuing Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Tecca Nina's in ruin Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm doin' My tolerance for physical pain has gained rapidly I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came back at me The holy father must have flipped and became mad at me Because I'm pondering a wicked insane strategy How to end it all (Yeah), many men will fall (Yeah) Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina been involved (Yeah) You don't really want it with me punk you don't have the gall The taste of blood on my tongue makin' me want to brawl No sentimental shit, death is the penalty For any bitch you try to re-kindle this It'll get your temple hit 'Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get Send it something so insane I'm so not for simple shit So teeter totter mothafucka if you want it But just keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me Pussy money more money blood and guts is the recipe Half and hell of drama for Nina is a necessity Good and bad is fightin' within me and I'm the referee Shit is looking like it is evil getting the best of me Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin' the sex with me I'm promisin' you I'm losing it, you don't really want to mess with me You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back) Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me) If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back) 'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me) And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it One of us ain't gonna make it out You don't want it with me I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout You don't want it with me Betta load up your drums Load up your guns Everybody better get to runnin' You don't want it with me I'm a lyrical cynical rippin' ya pinnacle Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me Techa-ninna told me nigga get money And never been dumby Shit on a nigga when he comin' funny with me Follow the beat follow your feet Gimme the weed keys G's And a quarter pound of bullets with a machete Mister Reese known for getting it poppin' You niggas be droppin' And when you do your albums be floppin' When ever I spit it Man better yet when ever I drop it Your wifies gone cop it She even tell you nigga go cop it You don't want it with me I'll fuck your life up like a disease I'm hauntin' your dreams With a fully auto choppa them beams Mayne yadadamean Ya life ain't shit but a dream So just remember when your breathin' you don't want it with me You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back) Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me) If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back) 'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me) And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it One of us ain't gonna make it out You don't want it with me I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout You don't want it with me And you don't want it from me See I'm believing that people are really angels and demons Instead of human beings I'm havin' feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding Causin' your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles Keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums It's time to hit the streets with guns I'm bustin' seventy shots laughin' as the people run I plead to be free from these evil deeds I've done Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted wounds The Hitchcock of hip-hop, the end is comin' soon You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back) Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me) If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back) 'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me) And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it One of us ain't gonna make it out You don't want it with me I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout You don't want it with me