Portrait of Murder

Six million waays to die
Messing with me in the top 5
I can make you go to sleep with Ya cries forget the
Guns and the knives
It's your choice
You can decide
All I can say is choose wisely
It's your choice
You can decide
All I can say is choose wisely
All of this talkin for birds
If you want smoke
Turn ya crew to a murder
Cold with the hits and this heat That I
Spit just like herpes get
Slapped with this burner
Wish you chose a better option Need
Cosmo and Wanda
Just like Timmy turner
With the chalk this track Picasso And y'all are the models
Let's call this the portrait of Murder

All I can say is choose wisely
If I were you I prolly wouldn't try Me
You get on my trouble side
And I'll sing at your funeral
Like I'm a Isley
Think Imma joke kiss yo family Goodbye
I'm letting you know Richard Prior to it
I come with the heat
Come wit cremated creations
The game I set fire to it
Two stepping on the ashes
I'm living good you live average
Runnin' to riches like a track race
They Call me mr. Duffle bag
'Cuz the game already on my
Back need a back brace
Why you so sad faced
Like a baby with no lactate
Unh yeah yeah
I had a hard time recognizing
Your
ID y'all don't get paid to be Sheisty
I'm not commanding you
I'm just advising you see the big Picture need Visine
Them last couple bars
Got you tensed up to
Fight me why y'all start
Getting so feisty
'Cuz what y'all did in the dark
Is now blinding
Wonderful lighting
No need for high beams

Six million waays to die
Messing with me in the top 5
I can make you go to sleep with Ya cries forget the
Guns and the knives
It's your choice
You can decide
All I can say is choose wisely
It's your choice
You can decide
All I can say is choose wisely
All of this talkin for birds
If you want smoke
Turn ya crew to a murder
Cold with the hits and this heat That I
Spit just like herpes get
Slapped with this burner
Wish you chose a better option Need
Cosmo and Wanda
Just like Timmy turner
With the chalk this track Picasso And y'all are the models
Let's call this the portrait of Murder

(Six million ways to die)
Chillin on the Eastside
Im on the rise
You know my Niggas goin slide
We coming for you
Be prepared to die
Dough, Dash, Kash and Nilla
Truly you know that's my Hittas
But we don't pull triggers
If you fuck with one of us
In god we trust
Just know it's on sight Nigga
You need to stop
Im at your top
Wiping you up like a mop
I hide the gas in my sock
You niggas in shock
You thought I couldn't rap
But you know this shit bop
I silence the haters
You niggas are Traitors
Stepback jumpshot
With the fader
Then land on the front page FADER
You know im smoking on major
(That gas)
That shit that you smoking is
Trash
Hop out the womb with cash
Im moving to fast
Im in the future
You stuck in the past
Make the DeLorean Flash
People count on me like speed Racer
I cannot crash
Did a 100 on the dash
Not the 40 yard dash
I'm in the air
Hit a swan dive
'Bout to make a splash

Six million waays to die
Messing with me in the top 5
I can make you go to sleep with Ya cries forget the
Guns and the knives
It's your choice
You can decide
All I can say is choose wisely
It's your choice
You can decide
All I can say is choose wisely
All of this talkin for birds
If you want smoke
Turn ya crew to a murder
Cold with the hits and this heat That I
Spit just like herpes get
Slapped with this burner
Wish you chose a better option Need
Cosmo and Wanda
Just like Timmy turner
With the chalk this track Picasso And y'all are the models
Let's call this the portrait of Murder