Nine One One
"Strangely enough it was a rush
A teenagers rush to uhh know that he was asleep
And not know that we held his fate in our hands"
You know we just pulled up on 12 bruh
Ask em what the fuck they doing out here
Like bitch
(Ay, ay)
Get the fuck outta here bitch
(Ay, ay)
Ain't nobody want you here bitch
(Ay, ay)
Yuh bitch
Mans was talking shit, so I pushed his fucking scalp back
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Smoking dope in traffic bitch im smokin on that loud pack
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Pull up to his house and I enter down from round back
(Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Put the gun up to his head I know he ain't about that
(Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
All these bitches cap they can't speak facts
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I hang with them street rats bitch they grip gats
(Yuh, yuh)
Keep that heat packed
(Yuh, yuh)
Hit the cul de sac stackin clan tags
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I need extra body bags
(Ay, ay)
Lethal just like anthrax
(Ay, ay)
Step out the shadows bitch cause I been fucking watching you
I'm strapped up over here why don't you come and catch a shot or two
I'm robbin you
Give me all your shit and then I'm poppin dude
Call the opps up on myself and then I fucking drop em too
Get in peel off by myself in the van
I'm leaving no trace bitch I wash the blood off my hands
I done came up on this don't want no fucking advance
I'm right infront of all of you they do not know who I am
I'm fucked up I'm dead and empty
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Nobody sees this hate that they sent me
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I'm fucked up I'm dead and empty
(Yah, yah, yah, yah)
I will never see it simply
(Yah, yah, yah, yah)
I'm fucked up im dead and empty
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Nobody sees this hate that they sent me
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I'm fucked up I'm dead and empty
(Yah, yah, yah, yah)
I will never see it simply
(Yah, yah, yah, yah)
A teenagers rush to uhh know that he was asleep
And not know that we held his fate in our hands"
You know we just pulled up on 12 bruh
Ask em what the fuck they doing out here
Like bitch
(Ay, ay)
Get the fuck outta here bitch
(Ay, ay)
Ain't nobody want you here bitch
(Ay, ay)
Yuh bitch
Mans was talking shit, so I pushed his fucking scalp back
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Smoking dope in traffic bitch im smokin on that loud pack
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Pull up to his house and I enter down from round back
(Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Put the gun up to his head I know he ain't about that
(Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
All these bitches cap they can't speak facts
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I hang with them street rats bitch they grip gats
(Yuh, yuh)
Keep that heat packed
(Yuh, yuh)
Hit the cul de sac stackin clan tags
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I need extra body bags
(Ay, ay)
Lethal just like anthrax
(Ay, ay)
Step out the shadows bitch cause I been fucking watching you
I'm strapped up over here why don't you come and catch a shot or two
I'm robbin you
Give me all your shit and then I'm poppin dude
Call the opps up on myself and then I fucking drop em too
Get in peel off by myself in the van
I'm leaving no trace bitch I wash the blood off my hands
I done came up on this don't want no fucking advance
I'm right infront of all of you they do not know who I am
I'm fucked up I'm dead and empty
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Nobody sees this hate that they sent me
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I'm fucked up I'm dead and empty
(Yah, yah, yah, yah)
I will never see it simply
(Yah, yah, yah, yah)
I'm fucked up im dead and empty
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Nobody sees this hate that they sent me
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I'm fucked up I'm dead and empty
(Yah, yah, yah, yah)
I will never see it simply
(Yah, yah, yah, yah)
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Writer(s): D K
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