Omen

Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red Thinkin' should I get these hoes Thinkin' should I cut they' head Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red Thinkin' should I get these hoes Thinkin' should I cut they' head Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red Thinkin' should I get these hoes Thinkin' should I cut they' head Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red Thinkin' should I get these hoes Thinkin' should I cut they' head Bitch I be the Whore of Babylon Tag along I got more Adderall Chill out Bitch I be the poor vagabond Spray paint a pentagram on the pentagon I'm a gone pecan Smokin' blunts like I'm fuckin up the Amazon Spellin' Grey with a motherfuckin' Epsilon I can't explain the phenomenon Runnin' from the cops like a marathon Cut em' to the palm Sing a sad song to your bitch, now she sendin' me Emoticons Fuck her throat on the intercom In my locker there's a bomb Hit the lick at prom Kill a thousand people then I yawn Crack of dawn Smoke a sack Staying calm Rap game Genghis Khan Ah' fuck Popped 8 pills, now I'm octagon Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red Thinkin' should I get these hoes Thinkin' should I cut they' head Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red Thinkin' should I get these hoes Thinkin' should I cut they' head SixFo in a '64 with the Tommy Gun Kicked up with a .44, don't know where this from Sweet lick on a sweet bitch, she used to suck my dick Told me keep it secret, can't make this pub-a-lic Xans son, I got Xan son, keep yo' Fanta Tell em' 4's weak, fuck that codeine, I need that tan son Doped up, til' I O.D, ey' fuck the police Purple-Yellow mix like a fucking Kobe jersey Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red Thinkin' should I get these hoes Thinkin' should I cut they' head Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red Thinkin' should I get these hoes Thinkin' should I cut they' head Creepin' through the motherfuckin' darkness Cold blooded mothafucka', leave a nigga heartless Regardless, I'm takin' his conscious Don't fuck around and leave a nigga just like a carcass Huntin' them busters Takin' them down to the dungeon Don't make a sound, the devil's comin' 'round the corner Settin' up for them souls that all held down Look into my eyes and tell me what you see And see that a killer is on a killing spree Dressed in all black and I'm takin' his life Live by the sword and you die by the knife--try it Don't hesitate to take a nigga life real quick Cuz' if you do The nigga is gonna try to take yours Bitch