Dark Deception ~ I.V
The fuck is you talking bout
Keep my name out you're dirty mouth
Before we re-run you're routes
I ain't ever had second doubts
I ain't ever had no remorse
So don't act surprised when we take out you're pulse
we the type to do the most why not spit on you're corps
I got blood in my eyes
And I swear I despise
All you're phony white lies
So forget about me being kind
Why they provoke me, still dissing
No hope, i'll leave you wishing
so better you inhibitions
before we decide to pitch in
forget you're decisions
Ya'll niggas triping
I seal out
all my visions
Ya'll staying out the code
I'm steep in all the prohibited zones
Man fuck you're feelings
Ill take you're bitch
Diss you're clique
While this record still spinning
The problem is that i'm still spiting
And you pussy ass niggas don't even got the balls to shoot me a mention
Foreclosure to you're main chick might teach you not to lane switch
Don't ever get my shit mixed
Cause you can end up missing
Due to a misfit
Why these people always on my, on my dick
Hating on me is the first step
But because of the pigment on my skin
I fight harder for the same privileges that the white man and his friends get
I'd kill a white hood with any chance that I get
It's poverty versus prosperity in the end
A tiger with seven heads
And a prostitute on top is where it begins
Open all three eyes so you can hold e'm till it ends
Look
Been disconnected from this world and its display
I ain't hating but too many claim they wide awake
But falling into the governments games
You better sleep with a blade
Cause many test your faith, look
I look back to when I was afraid
The wrong cards I played
That weighed me down but brought up my change, Uh
Then I think about
All the others that didn't make it
Was the pain too much
Or did they get comfortable
Niggas wanna play games till we connect four on ya'll
Look
Not in Huston
But this piston will get you twisted
Got you in different positions like we was playing some twister
My dawgs won't hesitate to
Sick ya, Blick ya, Rip ya
Leave you out in the street
Ambulance comes
But you're heart stopped to beat
You think about all the wrong decisions
Claimed to be an assailant but ended up as the victim
Look, Static in you're vicinity nigga
Keep my name out you're dirty mouth
Before we re-run you're routes
I ain't ever had second doubts
I ain't ever had no remorse
So don't act surprised when we take out you're pulse
we the type to do the most why not spit on you're corps
I got blood in my eyes
And I swear I despise
All you're phony white lies
So forget about me being kind
Why they provoke me, still dissing
No hope, i'll leave you wishing
so better you inhibitions
before we decide to pitch in
forget you're decisions
Ya'll niggas triping
I seal out
all my visions
Ya'll staying out the code
I'm steep in all the prohibited zones
Man fuck you're feelings
Ill take you're bitch
Diss you're clique
While this record still spinning
The problem is that i'm still spiting
And you pussy ass niggas don't even got the balls to shoot me a mention
Foreclosure to you're main chick might teach you not to lane switch
Don't ever get my shit mixed
Cause you can end up missing
Due to a misfit
Why these people always on my, on my dick
Hating on me is the first step
But because of the pigment on my skin
I fight harder for the same privileges that the white man and his friends get
I'd kill a white hood with any chance that I get
It's poverty versus prosperity in the end
A tiger with seven heads
And a prostitute on top is where it begins
Open all three eyes so you can hold e'm till it ends
Look
Been disconnected from this world and its display
I ain't hating but too many claim they wide awake
But falling into the governments games
You better sleep with a blade
Cause many test your faith, look
I look back to when I was afraid
The wrong cards I played
That weighed me down but brought up my change, Uh
Then I think about
All the others that didn't make it
Was the pain too much
Or did they get comfortable
Niggas wanna play games till we connect four on ya'll
Look
Not in Huston
But this piston will get you twisted
Got you in different positions like we was playing some twister
My dawgs won't hesitate to
Sick ya, Blick ya, Rip ya
Leave you out in the street
Ambulance comes
But you're heart stopped to beat
You think about all the wrong decisions
Claimed to be an assailant but ended up as the victim
Look, Static in you're vicinity nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Vera Claythorne
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