f** these hoes
They only use your a** to strengthen,they mothaf*ckin egos
Caint trust em,only lust em
If you get the chance,you'd better f*ckin dust em
Dont give em your heart,because they'll start
To play your a**,yall be moving so fast
Makin you think sh**'ll last
But then she'll have the nerve to turn away,and say
You ain't nothin but a blast from the past
b**h I ought kick yo mothaf*ckin a**
3rd floor,combat room
Even though we both know you won't f*ckin last
Cause by the time I'm done with you,you'll be wearing a cast
From my Armbar
Along with some other torn scars
From these bars,and seeing the stars
From my knees,that can fly
Yeah thats right,I f** wit that Muay Thai
Make your eye,look like a big a** stye
From my right hook
I'll bruise up them mothaf**in thighs,from these leg kicks
Leaving you thinking why
All because you took my generosity for granted
Made me set the fort backup
Had to sort my sh** the f** up
My sweetness is now bitterness
Hope you got the best cause you ain't gettin anymore of this
I'm venomous,and vicious
Toward you b**hes,with these itches,or robbin n***as that came from
Rags to Riches
That'll happily leave you with stitches,on the street lookin suspicious
Cause like soopafly said
Whatever you do will come back to you
Ain't nothin new,thats sh*ts true
Lately I've been thinking to myself
Yall ain't worth my f**in time
So I'mma keep up on my grind
Buy some U255's
Throw em on a Nissan Titan
I'll be ridin down the block
Wit that sh*t shinin
Chrome 24s
Yeah I roll on those
All because I ain't waste my time and money
On you hoes
Next thing you know
They'll be runnin up,sayin yo baby
U remember me
Thats when I'll say you better stay twenty feet away from me
Before I pull out my f**in shottie,from Dixie
Wontchu go f** off
To that n***a in the bugatti
Or the one you blown in that maserati
Or that hottie of a dyke,that rides that
Ducati bike
Before I turn psych
Take you and these other hoes lives
With an M240 or sawed off 12 gauge
As I watch parts of your body
Fly in the air,because
I'm so naughty,from my finger
Pullin the trigger of a shottie
On keeper,who was actually a thottie
What happened to Jeremy Jerm?
b**h that ain't ya f*ckin concern
This is RedRoger or RogerThe Red
Either way it be said
He still sees red in
People comtemplates dead
Dont play a game wioth Roger
Cause he won't even think twice about bringing the pain
While your still sane
Better check your drawers
Cause you might get a sh*tstain
Bein in vain
Listenin to Roger goin INSANE
Confusing your brain,destroyin the membrane
Show you a trauma scene
To these hoes and drama queens
Get them in they f*ckin feelings
Realizing what all I done seen
Then they'll try to forget it
But they won't
Which then they'll cry
Because they'll relive it
Over,over,over,and over again
Hope you enjoy the ride
Cause this gon last for the rest of ya lives
Yeah thats right,You been traumatized
b**h
~RogerTheRed