Deplorable Condition to Entertaining Contradiction

Well, it's that motherfucker
Sippin' syrup, smokin' potent
Heart broken
Picking bitches, counting digits
Sprite mixed up with magic potion
Crushing 30's, drugged up early
I'm addicted, not to worry
Slumped up in the back
And my vision is starting to get blurry
Runnin' thru the 7th
Clock is ticking, past 11
Make a right, no, not on Heaven
Roxy, Oxy, get the lesson?
I'm that mane, pimp
I'm that ape, chimp
I'm that grey motherfucker carrying Smith & Wesson on his hip, hoe

Mane, I'm done with the count
This the way I'll prolly end it
In my mouth, a quarter pound of the fucking green inhaler
I'm the bane, I'm the end
Couple more to make it shake
Got the hoes salivating
And these pussies think they gang
What up, bitch?
You feel shame?
How can y'all think we the same?
I will eat all of your wishes and then vomit in the flames
Suck my dick
Motherfucker, stop the bitching
We will never be the same
On these ugly hoes I'm pimpin'



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Writer(s): Ultra Be Thy Name
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