Laden With Pain

They don't wanna fucking know what I be thinking
Cut the hostage eyes out if I catch them blinking
I'll Prepare an ice bath for they ass to sink in
I can tell by the smell that they be anemic
How the hell is that possible, what bitch don't believe me
Get the lungs get the tongues can't forget kidneys
I Left the neck
Cuz the voice in my head said don't be greedy
Look in the sky I see my sign I think they need to see me
I don't think realize I'm the reason that they need me
Would you do what I say
Kill yourself to please me
You bout to die
Don't even try
Give me puppy eyes
You bout to die
Don't even try
Fuck around and tell me lies

Imma have to give you 2 left thumbs up
That's the only parts of ya moms I got in my trunk
Nigga think I'm playing
Like I ain't slaying
They yelling scene
Thinking I'm done
When I don't stop
Niggas jaws drop
Cream of the crop you tell I'm on a roll
Niggas run they mouth
Fuck they talking about
When they see me you bet they finna fold



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Writer(s): Isaiah Gibson
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