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