SIEGE (feat. PARI4H & HAVOCSOUL)

I keep that shit on my hip
Pull up I'm making em' dip
I don't need nothing
From none of you fuckers
Just wanted your ash
For my spliff
Crash in a ditch
Chop up da bodies
It finally makes sense
Decaying and rotting
Inside of my flesh
Fuck out my way
I might pop through your vest
My bitch say I'm crazy
I'm doing my best
Doing my best
I need my crew to invest
Losing no stress
Not till there's smoke in my chest
Not till there's hope in my head
Rope round my neck
Not till the dope got me dead
Not till they know what I said
Over the edge
Nobody know him said bet
Causing murder wit my set
Noaah

Wearing my old dirty clothes
Riding round smoking and blowing some O's
Pop out a two g
For fuck boy increasing the funds
When I never expected I would
Do it for good
Do it for Blxxd
Get off this heavy
Now high off a wood
Say that you hood
I don't think you should
I know where you live
And my boys are some thugs
Pulling up small wit the AP
Talk back and you lose all your damn teeth
Oh damn now I'm blind can I not see
You a snake full of things I am now seeing
Oh man oh I wish you could just see
Everything that I've done no one loves me
I'm a ghost
On the run from the damn police
I'm the creme of the crop that the crops reap

Let me be
Need to spray up some febreeze
All the tree turn to ash
We gone hit em' wit debris
Never free I got chains
They be up around my feet
Can't move can't breathe
I just got to still believe
No relief what I see
In myself you'll never need
Filled wit grief
Mood the eve
Know I'm planting like a seed
Coming back down to earth
When I just popped 3
Only way to feel right
I be high up when I sleep
On the phone
Tell em' needs
I ain't ever had to plead
My vocabulary stacked
But you never finding please
I got bees round my head
See my face know it sting
Fuck the peace
Ima dump the whole clip
To feel release
They gone all jump ship
Probably do it for the breeze
All them on bunk shit
While we stacking up cheese
Blackened where once kept
They gone probably last a week
They gone probably ask when
Ima tell them em' that's a reach
Bleach in my throat
Smoking a roach
Eating my corpse
So they know that I'm gone
I got no hope
Buy me some dope
I got the scope
And I'm aimed at they dome
See my mythology
Bitch I'm like rome
Fuck an apology
Forty I'm on
Fuck wit biology
Need me a clone
This ideology
Lead to the tomb

Toking out a sesh
Get these demons out my mind
Hands are crawling on the floor
And the walls have eyes
If I hide behind this door
Maybe they won't mind
Just a couple bottles more
I think I'll be alright
It's a dirty world we live in
Ima fuck it wit that rubber
Guess I'll add to the pollution
Burn this bridge and start another
Maybe that's the one solution
Turn your cannons get to shooting
I'll be sitting back and rooting