Suspect
Ran through the back
Patting you down like we customs
Mask on my face
Pleasure to meet you
Notice my snub nose
And the Devil in my eyes
Just give me what I want
And I promise you won't die
Debts are piling up in this vicious city
Rob you for all you're worth
Please don't test the semi
Or my itchy trigger finger
There's a darkness in my head
That has had time to linger
All of my crew is suspect
Swarming your crib
Taking you over like it's an infection
Excessive use of weapons
Talk is cheap mark
You better get to stepping
Give me all your drugs and your jewelry
If this goes smoothly
Won't turn into a homi
Put my demons beside me
Give me all that you got and I'm out G
I'm the Misery Pimp
Lost all sense of conscience when I was a kid
Bitch I've been doomed since the crib
Still out on the street
Steady putting it in
Homie's living on crack salary
Some of my main clientele is my own family
Get discount on the baggies
If ya fuck one of my boys
You can get it for the free
All of my crew is suspects
We all some suspects
We on the watchlist bitch
Back with cult shit.
All of my crew is suspect
Say the wrong thing
End up in Yon's truck bitch
Raised him up to be heartless
Showed him the dark
Haint is what we started
On that fucking cult tip
Preach you my sermon
Preach of your God's absence
Feds know where we at trick
Steady watching
The phones have been tapped in
Think I give a shit
Ain't nothing here to hide
Only alive for entertainment
Watch the cripple do his funny jig
Listen to his lies
Watch his pain
For it's contagious
Patting you down like we customs
Mask on my face
Pleasure to meet you
Notice my snub nose
And the Devil in my eyes
Just give me what I want
And I promise you won't die
Debts are piling up in this vicious city
Rob you for all you're worth
Please don't test the semi
Or my itchy trigger finger
There's a darkness in my head
That has had time to linger
All of my crew is suspect
Swarming your crib
Taking you over like it's an infection
Excessive use of weapons
Talk is cheap mark
You better get to stepping
Give me all your drugs and your jewelry
If this goes smoothly
Won't turn into a homi
Put my demons beside me
Give me all that you got and I'm out G
I'm the Misery Pimp
Lost all sense of conscience when I was a kid
Bitch I've been doomed since the crib
Still out on the street
Steady putting it in
Homie's living on crack salary
Some of my main clientele is my own family
Get discount on the baggies
If ya fuck one of my boys
You can get it for the free
All of my crew is suspects
We all some suspects
We on the watchlist bitch
Back with cult shit.
All of my crew is suspect
Say the wrong thing
End up in Yon's truck bitch
Raised him up to be heartless
Showed him the dark
Haint is what we started
On that fucking cult tip
Preach you my sermon
Preach of your God's absence
Feds know where we at trick
Steady watching
The phones have been tapped in
Think I give a shit
Ain't nothing here to hide
Only alive for entertainment
Watch the cripple do his funny jig
Listen to his lies
Watch his pain
For it's contagious
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