Intro, here we go
Kickin down the do
No smokin f** it
I'm blowin O's
Now s** it ho gimme mo
Stacks, fore i flip out
An attack
Whoever got the sa**
To come at pat
Look at that, that's me
Load up
The three fiddy seventy
Reverend make the sign of god
Insteada lettin me
In
Ta heaven
All us 1-8-7's
Ain't missin out, big told me
That's f*ggot steppin
Brother bredren
Feel the presence
Of d**h
And disease no easy pease
Misfortune
Lemonies snickets
Still out sleepin wit the crickets
In the underpa**
Sleepin bag campfire
The whole department on my a**
Laugh
Spark it
f** the car
Didn't even park it
Blowin up once they start it
Already the target market
Motherf**er tryd to start sh**
Now he's a carca** in the schukyll
R-I-P MARCUS
Hang me out to dry
You wrang me out too many times
Hang me out to dry
I'm pearly like the whites of ya eyes
Lay em deep
All black
I'm creepin
All silent
Even though the joints quiet
Saint mary jay and joe simon
Managed to sneak the nine in
Know they ain't gonna find it
Till they cryin
Layin on the floor dyin
Go ahead kid you can try it
Just know i'm out when i'm all outta violence
Try an stop this
Rage
Peep the obituary page
Higher body count than my age
Crazy eights
Couselling aids f** em
I'm my own doc
With my own Glock
And a bad b**h on my co*k
Stop
This madness
Fore i stand up and do some bad ish
Hung out to dry
But not to die
That's why
I'm still commin
f** the guitar man i'm beat drummin
Deep in hunneds
And green
Still the only one on my f**in team
Now you wanna know me?
See?
Everyone wants the cream
But i ain't have it
Only a smokey barrel mavrick
And a couple dead black pricks
Only stoppin when the track kicks
Go ahead gimme the bread b**h
Leavin you for dead in the ditch
Never gettin hitched
The jawn still ain't switched