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Bitch can't a nigga overdose
Why the fuck you coming close
Fuck you then I pop this pill so that way I can never know
Hit you with that fang fist
Ima bang shit
Your pussys old and ancient
I think I saw the Aphrodites yelling hood and gang shit
Never know what's in my mind
My heart is cold like I just died
But I just sold my soul for all the alcohol and coke
I think that bitch murder she hurt
So ima kill Hurt her and smoke
Cuz a nigga don't mind the murder
With Minds of murder on his home

I was only 6 years old caring for a 2 year old
Tell me why the fuck my momma leave us went to drinking bro
Bodies in the corner meat cleavers and new diseases hoe
Tell me why the fuck we prayed to Jesus but ain't no Jesus spoke
And I understand that I had to be the man in family
Made by a father but then that father just abandoned me
Never wanted problems but problems starting happening
Niggas wanted my brother dead father not commanding me
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
(Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrh)
(You little bitch)

Everybody's walking they walking like nobody else it taking there profit
I'm shaking and waking baking and fearing I'm losing my own conversations
I'm calling The nation and calling there fake shit
So I could just tell them I'm patient
Making money for all of the retardation
I don't care what they all saying
On the mic I cannot be what All these motherfuckers see in me
I'm on another level I'm a motherfucking deity
A god of destruction hop on a beat and I crush it
Bounce around on your head a nigga gave you concussions

I don't fear god
I don't fear y'all
Tell them that I'm from the east side
Where we revive
Walking talking with that heat I
Never seize fire
Make you bleed right,through your Levi's
I'm the king right
(King right)

And all You fuckers talking shit I swear you living in a ditch
And you bitches with diamonds glistening Are missing your intuition
And wishing to make a living but living without a vision
I vision you in a prison And the chains will all be missing
With shorter digits bestowed to your children
Cuz you spent it on whores and more bitches



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Writer(s): Deanthony Gonzales
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