When you see my smilin', I'm really You think you're really I'm killa clownin' Meaning I don't a fuck about nothing you say that you do Because stupid is how everybody Nigga you you know 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 when I'm lounging (That's just the devil, the devil) it out and keep it moving I'm and it's pussy that I'm pursuing Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Tecca Nina's in Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm My for physical pain has gained rapidly 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 a wicked insane strategy How to end it all (Yeah), men will fall (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 tongue me want to brawl No sentimental shit, is the penalty For any bitch you try to re-kindle It'll get temple hit 'Bout to bubble, about to pop just a pimple get it something so insane I'm so not for simple shit So totter mothafucka if you want it But keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me Pussy money more money and guts is the recipe and hell of drama for Nina is a necessity Good and bad is fightin' within me and I'm the Shit is looking like it is evil the best of me Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin' the sex me I'm promisin' you I'm it, you don't really want to mess 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 it nigga (Fall back) 'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it 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' like a Push it you'll see what I'm 'bout You want it with me
load up your drums Load up guns Everybody better get to You don't want it me I'm a cynical rippin' ya pinnacle Damage anybody when I see they want it with me told me nigga get money And never been Shit on a nigga when he funny with me Follow the beat your feet Gimme the keys G's And a quarter pound of bullets a machete Mister Reese known for getting it You niggas be And when you do your be floppin' When I spit it Man better yet ever I drop it Your wifies cop it She even you nigga go cop it You don't want it me I'll fuck your life up like a I'm your dreams With a fully auto them beams Mayne Ya life shit but a dream So just remember when your breathin' you don't it with 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 want it nigga (Fall back) to killas 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 gonna it out You want it with me I'm kinda and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout You don't it with me
And you want it from me See I'm believing that people are really angels and Instead of human I'm havin' feelings of wanting to be the cause of you Causin' your family to be now your soul is leaving Entered in my mind the raw holy words and battles 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by 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 done Until the pain coincides my violence and agony Oh the humanity, why does he stabbing me But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted The of hip-hop, the end is comin' soon
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 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 gonna it out You don't want it me I'm sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael Push it you'll see I'm talking 'bout You don't want it me