No, no, no, I told you, I live shit I ain't up here, rappin' and tappin' Spittin' and and shit, naw, not me I'm not you, I'm not you rapper, I'm not you,
I keep ziploc bustin' at the stitches, culinary chemist I serve the malicious to the fiends fixes One give you the sniffles, the other leave you the itches Transport, airport with the
So I can my dreams of passion as green More cash then ya seen within it's green Me drivin' up with the lean, zonin' family Keep in them rented Camry's
Door panels full of shit and I ain't of shit Reckless ass, God forbid they crash From the panel to the dash, four pounds of slab Naw, bitch we don't in air bags
Cars turn like them Ringling brother skits Whether bitch hop out or the pop out Ya know, I'm about Blow to ya sinus 'til the drop out
Whoever birds fly south for the winters, a damn lie Got 'em right here and if I don't you the grams high it or leave it, soon as a fiend, taste it, they need it They smoke it right in front of you to make you believe it
think, I won't murder you the way I smile But take a lota shots, A I style Jada, the name is filthy but so The motherfuckin' is filthy
You know, what? My mom and my really did a good job But it was the Montega and the the built me So I could hate on another brother God is great, the is a motherfucker
When you but they think you got money Crackers start you love, ya own people act funny I tear heads off, I don't discriminate Waves, cornrows or dreads, I eliminate
I'm far from a noodle, nigga, I stab up block And turn quiet into hot sex Nigga, that's you say you a killa, how? is it the return of the killer clown? You don't put no fear in my
I make ya people say, 'wow', that didn't look my man They flipped upside down, the coroner did he can He got hit wit ten rounds at pointblank and Coldchian left that stankin'
static and face I got the wrinkling, slugs all in it I had my eyes on his mink and I didn't 'em A chance to blink I dodged up on 'em the forty up on him shocked 'em Made his head stand on end and like a I rocked 'em
The Coffin, the cradle, you can't bite the hand that you That's the beginning of the end and you a that pretends Carl Coldchain, suit the nigga, I got a vision I see through men And squeeze triggers wit' bullets go through men
wit S P, that's ya date with death Got bullets that'll grape ya chest, no sleep I hate the rest I'm in the hood like my fate to rep I hold it down any place I step and I love slept on 'Cause I'm rawer than dope fresh outta Africa that never stepped on
Dog, I'ma at you the minute that you rep wrong Holiday, the the main reason why ya set gone Why I love riffin', the war you understand 'Cause my God is different than
If the world spin in a circle, I want 'em to learn backwards niggas the first minute they jerk you What you keep the toaster for creepin' through the And ain't really good but I'm deeper than the ocean floor Higher than a plane and meaner than a Want ya insides out so I it when I pull
Rappers is talking to me as if, on We in the same boat, I tell them quick, no, I move And you and I share no common bond So forgive me if I don't receive you with arms, no
It shames me to no end to poison To those who very well be my kin But where there's demand, someone will So I feed their needs at the same time cry
Yes, it pains me to see them this All of them lost souls and I'm their regret and sympathy to the street I see them pay for they fix when they couldn't eat, so sorry
And with this in mind, I still didn't And that's how I that I ain't shit, I ain't shit My heart bleed but aside from the fact I live from my and their's and them youngin's after that