Lyrics

I lost my senses, fist up in your face, you need a dentist Run up with the gun, I put the pressure in your pelvis You're fucking nervous, I'm sick of all these lies And that ain't the only reason why you're praying for demise, uh Go check your back, bitch, I'm pullin' up from the back Comin' up, comin' up with that Uzi, then I sniff the smell of death I feel neglected, nobody wants to fuck with Red I've been a lonely piece of shit, so maybe I should stop my breath It's changing me in something I like Leave some more for me Don't you play, I'm ripped inside out Can't you pray for me? I read the Bible, I would give it one of ten I saw the devil, motherfucker's in the den (oh) Another letter, see the blood up on my pen I make you suffer, bitch, I've grown to be man Time for nostalgia, rock with the posture Mind full of monsters, hide if we spot ya Freeze when we see 'em all, duke 'em and deking is Saber the season and pussy the reason Why I spark up a threat, five fingers on your neck, huh Foot up on the ped, nigga, nigga, don't respect none Niggas not my offspring, treat 'em like my stepsons Got her in her wet ones, Jimmy Graham, I catch them Get, getting dough That's all a nigga like me know Hating, but I'm paid in full Try me, man, I wish I nigga would Niggas know I live in a trench, dead bodies be the stench Kobe with the wrench, shoot around get benched Beat a dead horse, laughing with my dead friends Hammer to his head again, checking if he's dead again I'm the creature that be living in the pond, swimming Dead boy, no bones, I'm beyond livin' I'ma, I'ma need a blunt and some fine women I'ma open a mouth and stick my bomb in it, pow
Writer(s): Zdenek Vesely Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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