Hell's Most Wanted
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
My life was kicked off with a handicap
Gave me color inside a world
Where the world splits up the white and blacks
Raised up far from peace
Living good with your people
While I been forced to live my life a beast
My world was in the pits
I used to dream about what it be like to grow up rich
I grew up rugged and rougher than most some niggas claim to be
You played in suburbs me and my niggas played in streets
I grew up to blues I guess it better than a stranger
People barely knew I smiled they only knew me for my anger
Face of my momma but an attitude just like my daddy
Got older and quiet sometimes I wish they never had me
Life felt cold and then I started getting smarter
Had to open my eyes I swear them days were getting darker
That one in that mirror staring back he understands me
Not even teachers or preachers or even family
Momma when will it stop I hope someday somebody hears me
Cause' nobody knows but I feel that evil getting near me (why?)
I think they follow and watch me when I'm asleep momma
I seen heaven turn into hell inside my dreams momma
Got me thinking should I go pick up a pistol
Press it against my temple
And see exactly what it gets me into
I get the sense that my life's being taunted
I think I'm hell's most motherfucking wanted
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I grew up physically built and whooping on big opponents
Who really want it?
Them bullies ain't never trouble me
I keep death inside of my mind they don't wanna fuck with me
Oh please lord have mercy on all my enemies
My hands be trembling worse from visions to make them bleed
I was the smallest out the box to let them have it
And fucking with me?
Be prepared to take it to caskets
How many really scared of losing of me?
They say I'm one of a kind but in my mind
I swear these bitches be using me
I wasn't supposed to make it out the womb
Now I'm just living to die seeing premonitions about my tomb
I'm sick and tired of feeling like a sucker
Destruction lurks in my brain I see a lotta dead motherfuckers
Who wanna push me to that edge?
I heard a call from the ground dead or alive hell wants my head
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me
Because I'm hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
My life was kicked off with a handicap
Gave me color inside a world
Where the world splits up the white and blacks
Raised up far from peace
Living good with your people
While I been forced to live my life a beast
My world was in the pits
I used to dream about what it be like to grow up rich
I grew up rugged and rougher than most some niggas claim to be
You played in suburbs me and my niggas played in streets
I grew up to blues I guess it better than a stranger
People barely knew I smiled they only knew me for my anger
Face of my momma but an attitude just like my daddy
Got older and quiet sometimes I wish they never had me
Life felt cold and then I started getting smarter
Had to open my eyes I swear them days were getting darker
That one in that mirror staring back he understands me
Not even teachers or preachers or even family
Momma when will it stop I hope someday somebody hears me
Cause' nobody knows but I feel that evil getting near me (why?)
I think they follow and watch me when I'm asleep momma
I seen heaven turn into hell inside my dreams momma
Got me thinking should I go pick up a pistol
Press it against my temple
And see exactly what it gets me into
I get the sense that my life's being taunted
I think I'm hell's most motherfucking wanted
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I grew up physically built and whooping on big opponents
Who really want it?
Them bullies ain't never trouble me
I keep death inside of my mind they don't wanna fuck with me
Oh please lord have mercy on all my enemies
My hands be trembling worse from visions to make them bleed
I was the smallest out the box to let them have it
And fucking with me?
Be prepared to take it to caskets
How many really scared of losing of me?
They say I'm one of a kind but in my mind
I swear these bitches be using me
I wasn't supposed to make it out the womb
Now I'm just living to die seeing premonitions about my tomb
I'm sick and tired of feeling like a sucker
Destruction lurks in my brain I see a lotta dead motherfuckers
Who wanna push me to that edge?
I heard a call from the ground dead or alive hell wants my head
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me (it got me feeling like I'm)
Hell's most wanted
I'm bringing hell with me
Because I'm hell's most wanted
Credits
Writer(s): Khalil Harley
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