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