Hook:
Im inferious/
i aint deliruous-when i say,
ima cap ya im serious/
nigga u betta Fear This...


When i come up 50 deep-25 sleep/
divide it in 2-u can subside the view/
slide threw wit da crew/
only the lucky- the few-survive/
nigga im live-i strive for greatness/
u wish u could have straight ness/
only thing u can do is Hate this/
ima fuckin slate mess/
i got everyone on these nuts-
im surpised i aint got S.T.Ds/
bitch- u say it, ur deff gon lick these/
its stiff-please/i amuse myself/
i bafell u-ill straple a few/
cut into ur sternum-
the shells uve earned um/
the 4-4 glock at yo body/
the shotty-
goin down in history like the nigga Tom Galotti/

Hook
x1

I write hooks-and then write the rhyme/
i set look-and then serve the time/
u can feel da nine-or u can feel my friendship/
either way u gon end gettin hit wit da clip/
only friend i got is me-and im surprised,
i havent turned on myself/
if i could i'd strangle my neck-
i'd blast my self wit a tek/
u hear des sick niggas,talkin and u get scared/
well if u see me talkin u get "blared"/
why u stared?-u gon end up sleepin/
ima be hollow point creep-the headache "beepin"/
ur life dreepin-
back to the world/
i hurled out ur blood-
i was drunk?-thats the farthest ive sunk/
musta stabed the wound-consumed the hate/
and envy-im Straight G...
peace