Yes, let me dig your brain, folks falling like rain Property got me things, guess I'm gon' explain Jane is up, no gangs be throwed up But still Andre got action, Sweat like Keith, all on my teeth I take it upon myself to handle mine, thinking you Got's ample to do this you shot I thought you knew this I'm crumblin', no time for fumbling selling my sacks watching my Wetting em up like splish, leaving em in a Of blood, the clock is niggas from my block is missing I'm putting it down like it be hot we all get shot Got, only so much in this bastard Bitter be claiming but I be saying they pro-cras-ti-natin' Settling for less, bet' be When they roll up in nest and, sink one in your chest and gone, up outta here for good Y'all be bobbin and forth to let me know you understood Yeah, up
There's only so much time in this crazy world I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb killing niggas they don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just erb, I'm just crumblin' erb
So me out, see Once in a when niggas be trying to test me I gets frisky Grab a of golden whiskey then they swing but shit they missed me huh I'm getting nice with them things, because I do that You me on the radio and yes my man I'm true to that I run my the way y'all wanna hear em And shoot my dice like it's the the way that wall done flicks em Nigga, so ring around the roses diamonds around my neck from But I'm running niggas over like a ninety-fo' Lexus, it Ten count em nigga fuck a nine See I a millimeter for y'all niggas doing crimes and drive bys Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, suckers I flipped the script and turned the page ain't of you motherfuckers Be bopping shots, them hoes be popping coochies And I still be spreading like them freaks be spreading cooties So look here niggas, I'm Red October I my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is over
There's only so much time left in crazy world I'm crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb Niggas killing niggas they don't understand (what's the plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb
Wooo! Big Boi Got a of nugget, blunt box, it's empty That's where the erb be dropping, it's marvelous time is ticking But some of that time when I be vocals in the Dungeon Sugar and Mon be smoking ounces like it ain't nothing It shit, to take another hit so hit it Of the canibus seteva weed reefer yeah shit It's all day any til they label me So fire up another one and smoke out and fuck the peace
We, is smoke out, until we choke out Like some merry men, I be burying Coming around my shop that see nigga you gets nothing Just like DJ do the cutting I be having your ducking nothing but King Shit, I am asking, can you hand player with the pepper throwing salt off in your game Sprinkle sprinkle motherfucker be crying on me That the sess be in my chest until I'm chilling in peace, yeah
There's only so much time in this crazy world I'm just erb, I'm just crumblin' erb Niggas killing niggas don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just erb, I'm just crumblin' erb