its like i got tons of stuff to say but cant fit it in a verse
so many people i know died from guns its like im cursed
life cant get any worse, and weed cant help me relacks
to drunk to sip another shot, and my little brother holding a gat
what the fuck wrong with this picture?
its like even when my girl there, i still feel like i miss-her
exscuse me mister mister, *YEA* why your heart cold like the winter?
WTF? get out my face, cuz this led i got wont leave a splinter
but'll leave ya permanitly injured ,and who the fuck with ya?
parranoid as fuck, thinking niggas done set me up,
the gat slip-up, drop and then things pick'ed up
and a couple of rounds went, couple of clouds-mist
that'll have ya life-line look'in like an earthquake rictor-scale
the cops come, a man down, now im thinking of bail
but then thats a extra life sentence tale
since i went to the bookin yell'in, im fuckin everything that aint male
but since there so many fucking SHE-MALES its hard to tell
so im black'in the fuck befor someone can ask for my shower-gel
toss me in the hole, or im straight shiting on my-self
no expression, just a confession that my SHIT smell
so if you oppose,
then ya moms gonna be at wal-mart pick'in up some get-well
hit me up on my nextel
and i would hit ya, but you'll be the next-to-tell
but i dont give a FUCK.. about NONE OF YOU NIGGAS
so dont make me put the gun to you niggas.. YA HERD
I HAD ENOUGH!!!

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NOT TO BE FUCKED WITH!!!!