Fkn Htrs

Got me fucked up
Tried to take advantage of my
innocence n shit
Mistaken my kindness for a weakness n shit
Fuckin haters
I guess, maybe, they just didn't know who they was fuckin wit
I'm bout to empty out a whole clip when I spit

Jamal Rashon my name, you niggas can't see me
You squat to pee like a bitch and love to swallow semen
No one is named in this shower of spit like acid rain
You should be praying this never makes it to main stream
Cause 15 minutes of fame is every lame's dream
Clenching your fists with strain until they gangrene
Hoping and wishing you played with me on the same team
You trying to fit in the grain like a sane fiend
While trying to hide all your pain on your staine sleeve
My kindness isn't my weakness mane, don't play wit me
Your apple fell far as hell and not the same tree
You stagnant, feet in cement, such a painful scene
Learn how to chase your own dreams and stay away from me
It's all about the intent, plant, feed and water seeds
You think I did this with ease, it's harder than it seems
Every move I made is delicate threaded triple seams
You should've seen all the scenes in my troubled teens
My Family trees full of weeds, I had to shake n leave
Scarred since the day I could breath, if only you could see
Grittin while grinding my teeth, these pills ain't shit to me
Your ignorance is bliss, you're like a child to me
You talking shit to my face, for Pac just smile for me
You mind I body you since your spirits weak to me
Cause everyday is a struggle, each and every week
You troll around with a dick in your mouth, I see
A hoagie stogie slowly sucking, all spit and no teeth
Now why you down on one knee like you proposed to me
A lonely flake without taste, where Post supposed to be
You find yourself all exposed, naked opposing me
I ran right past you, that's history, keep up with me
You got me twisted like a dread, you like the feds on me
I'm hot and cold blooded, trust you don't want shit from me
I'll bury yo bitch ass deep and barely lose sleep
I'm pH balanced to pimp hand your fuckin manhood
So what you don't understand, needs to be understood
I'm bout to teach you a lesson, class in session
I had to meditate to deal wit all of my aggression
I wanted a better life for mine so I manifest it
Never touch lives with a Smith and Wesson cause life is precious
So I picked up a pen and left these niggas breathless
I know you can't stand it, you looking sick
Look like you bobbing for apples, eating dick
Ha ha ha, bitch ass niggas
Soft like pussy lips ass nigga
Old lame date rape a dame ass nigga
All up under a bitch ass nigga
Oh you a squat and pee pee ass nigga
Yo girl got ya sack in her purse, bitch nigga
My trigger finger be itching, twitching to engage the stage
I cock the hammer, release, click, now feel the rage
The red stains on the white sheets really paint the page
Spilling blood from the hollow points to make my point
I cloud my mind from the pen smoke then toke a joint
And cleaned my shells from the scene, don't mean to disappoint
I'll be the last man standing in this cold world
While yo body lay rottin wit yo toes curled
I spit that heat that be raw, y'all niggas well done
So you better run Forrest, run Forrest, you better run
No Dan or Bubba gone save you nigga, yo ass done
Hope you're prepared to see your very last sun
I been a menace on earth ever since day one
Don't put no one before me cuz I'm second to none
I'm trying to stack up these checks for the long run
I'm trying to sprint the whole way like a marathon
You rocking crumbs in yo chain, I see you showboating
I see you bumin, yo pockets hurtin, mines overflowin
I hustle harder than all y'all niggas on the corner
I'm mad rich getting money, yo bitch is on my boner
You wanna be ass rappers, y'all niggas straight funny
Circus act, clown show, grill look like Bugs Bunny
You sport it but you ain't really got it, no cap
All that stuntin gone get you clapped, dirt nap
You can't humble yourself, you show fake wealth
Why don't you just do us all a favor and kill yourself
Real recognize real, yea you ain't on my level
You wanna dig your own grave, I'll give you the shovel

Nuff said
Circle jerk going down on ya niggas
On stage dancing like some fucking bitches
When niggas start acting like some hoes in shit
Skinny jeans looking like leggins in shit
Wit yo man purse looking like Indiana jonesin for some dick
Yea you fell for it
Got niggas wearing blouses and halter tops n shit
Fuck outta here wit that bullshit
Looking like a straight bitch
Fuckin haters
Up here killin ya own niggas n shit
Divide and conquer, yea you fell for it
Puppet master played yo bitch ass and you mad at me
Ain't that some shit
Jocking labels that ain't even on yo financial level n shit
Got a mortgage payment for a car payment living in ya moms basement type shit
The fuck is that
Learn how to stand on your own two and wake the fuck up
I'm out



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Writer(s): Jamal Lachapelle
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