This is hell." Wiser words have never been said Minus kess and cain I'm fucking dead I'm a fucking trainwreck I'm a bloody mess I hate this distance
"This is hell." Wiser words have never been said Minus kess and cain I'm fucking dead I'm a fucking trainwreck I'm a bloody mess I hate this distance
'. I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin', I'm blazin', just like I'm blazin'. (Kanye West) This is a moment, grab your Kodak while I'm flyin' with a flow, That is
your whole life and redesigned it I think I'm Marc Jacobs, I think I'm Lagerfeld I think without makeup, you still bad as hell I'ma grab your waist, then I'ma grab your
blaze, it's insane when I take that bud to the brain Toke, choke, holdin' me smoke until-a me strained, feelin' no pain Better be packin' your weapon 'cause my shit is
You can have your Life [Immens] You can have your Bran [Common] You can have your Puffs [Immens] You can have your Pebbles [Common] You can have your
in your community Are still mad at the racial situation? Yeah they still mad And if you don't take that funny smirk off your face I'ma kick your over
pimps and macks But now we got the young bucks trying to jack It's a stick up, put your hands up before you get bucked Got you for your watch, your link, and your
a dirty mouth!' But, bitch, I kept talkin' shit Mothafuck you, damn shit-head bitch I wanna blowjob and I'm not kiddin' Work it in your mouth till your
seem to judge us on the first impression, thats why i dont really know where the hell this life is heading, 10 years ago it wernt nothing like this then
I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck I deserve respect but I work a sweat for this worthless check 'Bout to burst this tech at somebody to reverse this
left on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost, lost, lost Shackle your minds and you're left on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost Just shackle your
smoke yours And I pour four, every time I pour Like, "Is you sayin? somethin' bitch? If ye ain't talkin 'bout us, we ain't talkin' 'bout shit" I woke up this
like, ? catch, of the day is mad wreck I raise heck, no raise hell, you plays back, your tape's ill Show me just exactly what it is you want, I give you
This is for the listeners and prisoners And them jealous rap cats that prefer dissing us My 16's be so real You can feel em in your vein like the mellow
know won't hurt Robbin' his workers for they work, now, whose turf is this? It's Klep's, the clothes wreckers' Life interceptor, pussy collector Got your
it gets, your friendship your sex Everything about you and yours connects From your, beautiful smile to the scent of your skin The sheets smell different, this is
I can't miss Stimulating your body fluids to flow as well as I do I do what is necessary to counter the blockage I can just rocket/rock-it with no fuel, dual exhaust Is costing your life
