Psych Ward - The Chase lyrics

[Verse 1: Shallow Pockets] sh**, I never thought that I would go this far Lost my mind drunk driving in a stolen car Stop signs drive-by Caine got my nose sore Raised by the 5'0 The hang out by the corner store In the rear view they put the cherys on What should I play or do I ran like a marathon My mothers wanna burry me My brother keep my grave warm Nothing gonna scare me I make company with satan Soliders comin at me I turn officers to bacon Stay looking backwards now they coming got the chase on I ain't bout to talk about it now they got their choppers out Im smoking bad blah they shot my tires out I look ahead I see a jeep people piling out Get the f** off the street I'm tryin yell and shout Try tone let the whole team flatten out Drive off a bone and now I'm crashing out going out [Verse 2: JNyce] sh**, she said her man's at the door So I got up real quick and picked my pants of the floor Should of jumped out the window I ran out the back door Didn't know she had a pitbull growling I had to go I jumped the fence the dog nipping at my feet He came out the backdoor I seen him looking at me Just left he looks mad slow I walk up the street I look back him and his homies 6 feet for the jeep I ain't got no weapon on me Can't if no one's stepping on me Then I take a left they saw me So I run like feds is on me Full going when you get the story Follow other ways I hurry Stop and take a breath keep going So close if the engine's roaring They got me cut off and died I got to stand and fight They jumped out of the ride and owritten the night And I looked to my side I see the headlights Then a car swerved right and left them socks wiped [Verse 3: Kid Fade] Caught in refleact when he stop quick hop in the whipe Was other heard out the window while I'm copping the brick He must of sh** his pants because he drop when I grip Ran off with every pain it's like his pockets so sh** I saw blood smuthered and covered on the front of the ride Ayo fader yo boys beside ways guys took me by surprise Open up the doors cops will follow where it pours They say its just when them days everything c-c-c-c-cores There's too much to explain fader pa** that bag of caine They are musty out my brain when the rich is why I came Gave him a bone proper Seen his helicopter Pockets bleeding in the back ayo we gotta get a doctor The cop came in storming hit the par without warning We spun out of control damn I wish my friends nowhere Everything was white and blury then I panic started screaming When I awoke that's it's over seen that I was only dreaming Damn