I Rather
When ever I'm down I roll to get high
Not passing it around this one right heres mine
Besides when I Look... all I see is I
Can not be any other way bitch I rather
Be dehydrated with no water stuck in the desert
Wearing wool socks long johns and a polar bear sweater
Still couldn't keep this heat in boy Ive been fire
To anyone I've crossed while emcee'n theres no equal I am sire
Crown on the lean O's on top the fitted brim pulled low
Is this Henny bottle half empty or filled I do not know
Winded off the blunt I got this shit rap shit tighter than dike cunt
You can get wrapped twice as tight so go ahead and say what you want
I will and don't need to be allowed to whats amendment
Come for my life then your life is not what you left with
This is it I'm bending this rap game over she's taking all of Justin
Sorry to say but my mama knows that I'm always thugin
The Journey moves on towards my purest form something worth dying for
Hard enough to fuck the world to the core
When I spit it its a scorcher bars galore serving torture
Your parents should've taught ya now you're dead meat for the vultures
When ever I'm down I roll to get high
Not passing it around this one right heres mine
Besides when I Look... all I see is I
Can not be any other way bitch I rather
DIE...
Bitch I rather
Be starved stranded in the arctic hands frozen to my armpits
Butt naked balls shaking wishing for a tar pit
Still couldn't melt the flow boy I've been cold
So cold ill freeze your boogers as they drip out your nose
Klenex couldn't clean it can't believe it should've seen it
When your neck and head separated the cut was just the cleanest
But it sure left an awful mess I didn't stay long after
OD spells catastrophe I am a unnatural disaster
A little ET mixed with the paranormal ill touch your spirts
When I die ill dematerialize just up and vanish
Wonder what will they say about me when I'm gone
Heres a good time to say I'm sorry for all the pain that I've caused
Right back at it attacking
Ill never forget being ten filling that composition book from front to back bitch
Bars putting Alcatraz to shame can't escape the cage
Or the gauge we the people live in some fucked up days
When ever I'm down I roll to get high
Not passing it around this one right heres mine
Besides when I Look... all I see is I
Can not be any other way bitch I rather
DIE...
Bitch I rather
Not passing it around this one right heres mine
Besides when I Look... all I see is I
Can not be any other way bitch I rather
Be dehydrated with no water stuck in the desert
Wearing wool socks long johns and a polar bear sweater
Still couldn't keep this heat in boy Ive been fire
To anyone I've crossed while emcee'n theres no equal I am sire
Crown on the lean O's on top the fitted brim pulled low
Is this Henny bottle half empty or filled I do not know
Winded off the blunt I got this shit rap shit tighter than dike cunt
You can get wrapped twice as tight so go ahead and say what you want
I will and don't need to be allowed to whats amendment
Come for my life then your life is not what you left with
This is it I'm bending this rap game over she's taking all of Justin
Sorry to say but my mama knows that I'm always thugin
The Journey moves on towards my purest form something worth dying for
Hard enough to fuck the world to the core
When I spit it its a scorcher bars galore serving torture
Your parents should've taught ya now you're dead meat for the vultures
When ever I'm down I roll to get high
Not passing it around this one right heres mine
Besides when I Look... all I see is I
Can not be any other way bitch I rather
DIE...
Bitch I rather
Be starved stranded in the arctic hands frozen to my armpits
Butt naked balls shaking wishing for a tar pit
Still couldn't melt the flow boy I've been cold
So cold ill freeze your boogers as they drip out your nose
Klenex couldn't clean it can't believe it should've seen it
When your neck and head separated the cut was just the cleanest
But it sure left an awful mess I didn't stay long after
OD spells catastrophe I am a unnatural disaster
A little ET mixed with the paranormal ill touch your spirts
When I die ill dematerialize just up and vanish
Wonder what will they say about me when I'm gone
Heres a good time to say I'm sorry for all the pain that I've caused
Right back at it attacking
Ill never forget being ten filling that composition book from front to back bitch
Bars putting Alcatraz to shame can't escape the cage
Or the gauge we the people live in some fucked up days
When ever I'm down I roll to get high
Not passing it around this one right heres mine
Besides when I Look... all I see is I
Can not be any other way bitch I rather
DIE...
Bitch I rather
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Sizemore Sr.
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