When you see my smilin', I'm really You think you're really wildin'? I'm clownin' I don't give a fuck about nothing you say that you do Because stupid is how everybody Nigga you think you me, but only if you knew me Homie, you leave me by my lonely I'm death and destruction Images of blood and pus and I ain't for nothing but trouble Thinking of murdering you when I'm just (That's just the devil, the devil) Block it out and keep it I'm and it's 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 has gained rapidly I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it back at me The holy father must have flipped and mad at me Because I'm pondering a wicked insane How to end it all (Yeah), many men fall (Yeah) Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina involved (Yeah) You don't really want it with me punk you have the gall The taste of on my tongue makin' me want to brawl No shit, death is the penalty For any you try to re-kindle this It'll get temple hit to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get Send it something so insane I'm so not for simple So teeter totter if you want it But keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me money more money blood and guts is the recipe Half and hell of for Nina is a necessity Good and bad is within me and I'm the referee Shit is looking like it is evil getting the 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 mess me
You don't wanna see me run up the thang (Cock back) it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me) If you don't really want it (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 ain't make 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
Betta load up drums Load up your Everybody get to runnin' You want it with me I'm a lyrical rippin' ya pinnacle Damage anybody when I see they really want it me Techa-ninna told me get money And never been Shit on a nigga when he comin' funny me Follow the beat follow your the weed keys G's And a quarter of bullets with a machete Mister Reese known for getting it You niggas be And you do your albums be floppin' ever I spit it Man yet when ever I drop it wifies gone cop it She tell you nigga go cop it You don't want it me I'll fuck your up like a disease I'm hauntin' dreams With a fully auto them beams Mayne Ya life shit but a dream So just remember your breathin' 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 don't want it me) If you don't really it nigga (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 want it One of us ain't make 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 'bout You want it with me
And you don't want it me See I'm that people are really angels and demons of human beings I'm feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving Entered in my mind the raw words and religious battles Keep 'em mutilated cannibal over serpent rattles I'm seeing shadows and bodies from gallows As I'm sitting in a surrounded by seven candles My rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums time to hit the streets with guns I'm bustin' seventy shots as the people run I plead to be free from these evil deeds done Until the pain coincides my violence 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 really want it (Fall back) 'Cause to killas it ain't never 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 ain't make it out You don't it with me I'm sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael Push it you'll see what I'm 'bout You don't it with me