tha shit yeah But I'm still lonely I need a homie So I collected limbs and made me a zombie I could have made me a girlie friend But fuck that I got
him alone/ When will he die?/ I'll be at home/ Who gets his car?/ Who gets the crib?/ Those are his pills?/ I'm poppin' the lid/ I give him a week/ What
I bust (I bust) I'm swerving, looking through my rearview nervous While your head steady working And your neck steady jerking Up on your knees in my seat And your lips steady slurping I
asked last week You talk too much if you ask me I'm glad I ain't tell you that I lived with G I'm glad I ain't tell you that I flipped the keys Let me
grill and I'm dirty and all I need is for them To unlawfully search me, throw me in a cell, seven thirty With thoughts hurtin', searchin' for freedom
Rip out my insides put them on display encaged In rage and break the bottle that I Become I run I jump I throw completely Shattered fractured captured Glad I
season's evil horns I keep performing for the poets and philosophers But they don't know I was insane before and became popular I lose something every time I
on yo ass, I'm gon' empty this clip Nigga, live by yo rep, 'cause we ain't takin' shit When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon' empty this clip Nigga, live
I warned you I got no love It's staight from the heart when I fuck your body up with them slugs La chat you know me hoe I'm always seen in the streets
on the phone Warnin sign to let you know I'm comin so you better be gone Wether ya run I be stoppin ya, with the two 9s I be poppin ya Witness a (killa
too Look, I'm iced out [Big Tymers] 1 - I rock ice (lil' daddy) Everytime I step I rock ice (lil' momma) 'cause I love the rep I rock ice (whole world) 'cause I'm
to me, I'm waiting on you Bring your loving to me, I got what you need I'm looking for that special girl You're looking for me I'm waiting on you To
I'm sayin (AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA) Super MC, you know what I mean Bugz (AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA), Dirty and all that, all that shit You know what I'm sayin
And assassination plots Show me what I haven?t got Show me what I love, and who I?m s?posed to be Show me everything I need Show it all to me Show it
, I'm sideways I'm blazin' up the path Runnin' on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode I'm
then I'm blazin' with that infra-tech I'm looking at 'cha cause I'm mad as a muthafucker No time for suckers A part time lover slash muthafucking hustler I hang with s.m
soul I got pills when I?m famous I got pills when you?re old I got pills 'coz I?m blonde I got pills 'coz you?re dead I got pills 'coz I am the worst
means nothing But I be like Bush and say for safety it means nothing I?m disciplined and talented at what I do And hope to say the same for my lifeguard