aight yo




yeah,i'm that pimp walkin wit a limp
yeah, you dat simp lookin like a gimp
yeah,i'm comin thru swingin fists
yeah,you know i aint to be fucked wit
talkin hard like you's a gangsta
ima do ya dirty like a masta mind pranksta
you aint nuttin but a highschool flunkie
that turned into a heroin junkie
tryin to rap cuz you ran outta money
9 inch blade leavin your face wit lacerations
takin your rhymes to the cleaners for some alterations
gonna fuck you up like i was ecstasy
dressed in all black so yall won't see me
comin up behind you, wanna watch you bleed
keep you alive long enough just to hear you scream
you gonna need jesus to save your fuckin soul
so cold, laced wit gold, I treat you like you is 3 years old
i'm grabbin your heart straight outta your chest
Grabbin my nuts screamin "FUCK DA REST"
call me the stock market, yall need to invest