The Dirt Ball
In The Dirt
Twisted Insane & Charlie Ray
Tap and hold to copy
What have I become?
Just another dumb drunk
Who was raised in the slums
A waste of some cum
The little biddy nigga in a world full of giants fee fi fo fum
Kicked out of every school I ever fucking went to
Momma told me I was always violent
Every time I go into a class
All the kids was talking
I was always silent
And when I be out
Riding I be on that solo tip
Everybody wonder where this nigga goes when I'm lit
When I vanish at the drop of a hat and I fall back
They thinking it's all rap
Til the .44 click
But you don't know shit
About me and my agenda
Actions and people that I been to
Hell and back with
Now we all galactic
Cities on my map quick
And enemies Imma bend em like I'm Bane
Only represent for the gangs
And you niggas will respect what I claim
And I could be the reason that I'm feelin so much pain
And everybody always wanna pick a nigga brain
My kids gotta eat who the fuck is gonna feed em If I die today
That bitch will have a nigga come and beat em
Really mistreat em
And have em walking up and down the street with no shoes on their motherfuckin feet and
Now I'm feeling lost
Homie tell me what the fuck am I to do I'm just tryin to make it to Vegas so I could see my son
But it cost
Too much so I gotta wait cause I gotta pay to keep the medication on my tongue
Or they'll toss
Me up in a grave
And they turn the page on a nigga like I wasn't nothin but a side show
And everywhere that I go
I be hearing what they thinkin they be wanting me to die slow
And i know how the shit is lil nigga
Life gettin to you so you turn to the liquor
You get the plus so you turn a lil quicker
Pour the bottle down your throat til it's burnin your liver
No concern when I hit the gas peel out
Like fuck it if I see my last meal
But homie thats real
I feel like giving up on record deals
When I'm drunk I think I never gave a fuck I never will
So imagine, if I never had the music
And I never was equipped with the raft to use it
Like I do when im lucky enough to pay a bill while you niggas make a mill with your whack acoustics
And I'm through with
Hollering a loose leaf
Do flee
With your life I'm in the movies
When I'm lock on with the goonies
Take your top on I be choppin em
And I could be the one that hit you all up with the toolie
Get the duck tape I'm a loose cannon
I be doing shit so random
They don't make them like me god damnit
It's like I'm from a different 'nother mother fuckin planet
But I'm on Earth
Where I've been cursed since birth
Barely feeling like I'm fucking worth-less
Knowing that I really haven't learned shit
Except for how I spit to make them pur-chase
X2
Mean til I finish like ing don't you see what I'm comin through
We bleed for the right to speak and yo trees and there's nothin new
And when everything that you seein is not what you think its worth
Believe ima keep my feet on this rock til I'm in the dirt
Twisted Insane & Charlie Ray
Tap and hold to copy
What have I become?
Just another dumb drunk
Who was raised in the slums
A waste of some cum
The little biddy nigga in a world full of giants fee fi fo fum
Kicked out of every school I ever fucking went to
Momma told me I was always violent
Every time I go into a class
All the kids was talking
I was always silent
And when I be out
Riding I be on that solo tip
Everybody wonder where this nigga goes when I'm lit
When I vanish at the drop of a hat and I fall back
They thinking it's all rap
Til the .44 click
But you don't know shit
About me and my agenda
Actions and people that I been to
Hell and back with
Now we all galactic
Cities on my map quick
And enemies Imma bend em like I'm Bane
Only represent for the gangs
And you niggas will respect what I claim
And I could be the reason that I'm feelin so much pain
And everybody always wanna pick a nigga brain
My kids gotta eat who the fuck is gonna feed em If I die today
That bitch will have a nigga come and beat em
Really mistreat em
And have em walking up and down the street with no shoes on their motherfuckin feet and
Now I'm feeling lost
Homie tell me what the fuck am I to do I'm just tryin to make it to Vegas so I could see my son
But it cost
Too much so I gotta wait cause I gotta pay to keep the medication on my tongue
Or they'll toss
Me up in a grave
And they turn the page on a nigga like I wasn't nothin but a side show
And everywhere that I go
I be hearing what they thinkin they be wanting me to die slow
And i know how the shit is lil nigga
Life gettin to you so you turn to the liquor
You get the plus so you turn a lil quicker
Pour the bottle down your throat til it's burnin your liver
No concern when I hit the gas peel out
Like fuck it if I see my last meal
But homie thats real
I feel like giving up on record deals
When I'm drunk I think I never gave a fuck I never will
So imagine, if I never had the music
And I never was equipped with the raft to use it
Like I do when im lucky enough to pay a bill while you niggas make a mill with your whack acoustics
And I'm through with
Hollering a loose leaf
Do flee
With your life I'm in the movies
When I'm lock on with the goonies
Take your top on I be choppin em
And I could be the one that hit you all up with the toolie
Get the duck tape I'm a loose cannon
I be doing shit so random
They don't make them like me god damnit
It's like I'm from a different 'nother mother fuckin planet
But I'm on Earth
Where I've been cursed since birth
Barely feeling like I'm fucking worth-less
Knowing that I really haven't learned shit
Except for how I spit to make them pur-chase
X2
Mean til I finish like ing don't you see what I'm comin through
We bleed for the right to speak and yo trees and there's nothin new
And when everything that you seein is not what you think its worth
Believe ima keep my feet on this rock til I'm in the dirt
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Bruce, Joseph William Utsler, Paul Methric, Jamie Spaniolo
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