Wheelchair Weirdo

It's the wheelchair weirdo getting pushed by my hoes down to the corner store
And i gotta get the doe yo rain fall sleet or snow bro you know
How it go

Beware of the devil when you at the crossroads gold and fame
Ain't worth the price of being owned
It's a fine lined between paper and a sold soul but still gotta
Provide cause ma ma she getting old
My nigga better beware beware beware

I'm a defect and a reject holy intellect like P.R.T a real MC
But still they don't get me yet until i get my own begets
Then they jumping on my dick trick bitch quick to switch
When they see a nigga lit like that movie it sadistic psychotic
I'm twisted and chaotic storm the set swing for your neck so
Bitch protect it or get your shirt wet like a fat kid in a pool
I'm a freak and it's my circus watch your lip or bitch get dealt Wit living contradiction like A Gemini illuminated One i shine
Like a third eye and i will murder if you fuck wit mine ma ma
Money music don't cross the line smoking pure pine drinking
Moonshine Alabama wine bitch get in line shit you know the
Time got's to get mine in this world of corruption and crime

It's the wheelchair weirdo getting pushed by my hoes down to the corner store
And i gotta get the doe yo rain fall sleet or snow bro you know
How it go

It's ironside broken body Bobby lyrically hot like wasabi like
Cobra Kai karate i'll sweep the leg and show no mercy like an Evil Sensei got's to get Paid yo fuck the fame
This shit ain't a game
In these godless streets everybody packing heat trying to get
A little fame by snatching a rappers chain little shorty want to
Gang bang snort cane sip lean like Lil Wayne cock back take
Aim i came to bring the pain whole worlds insane can a brother
Maintain trying to get my kicks before shit goes up in flames
Leave a blanket of ash oh what a shame nose dive burn crash
Scorched earth bang bang nothing remains never be the same Since they shot and killed Dwayne my brains Deranged in a World that's crooked and strange

It's the wheelchair weirdo getting pushed by my hoes down to the corner store
And i gotta get the doe yo rain fall sleet or snow bro you know
How it go

Beware of the devil when your at the crossroads gold and fame
Ain't worth the price of being owned
It's a fine lined between paper and a sold soul but still gotta
Provide cause ma ma she getting old
My nigga better beware beware beware