its a lot of mothafuckin thoughts up-in-my-mind.. 16 barz, try to express one-every-line/
stuck between a rock-and-a-hard-place.. bring him to me, im stoppin-his-heart-rate/
and cats always talkin bout what they woulda-done, u shoulda-run.. aint bustin shit like you pack a wooden-gun/
cursed since birth, prayin to god that he lift-this.. leave you split-bitch.. so if you suicidal cross yaself off ya hit-list/
turnin sacks-to-ash.. you aint have-to-ask.. no discussion, first to smile gon be tha last-to-laugh/
if you prayin, you lookin for god.. well here-he-is.. and wit a bullet in ya forehead its 'too late' like a pregnant bitches period/
play ya cards-bitch, castin shadows like when the dark-hits.. 'fadin ya texts' like a printer wit'a empty cartridge/
cuz you 'aint fuckin wit me' like a hoe-wit-aids.. Fatal named his crew 'Krooked' konceps cuz he goes-both-ways/
blow-ya-braids back in ya head.. i couldnt be wack even if i tried-to-suck.. like eminem walkin in a black panther meeting, yall need to lighten-up/
lets face it, when i spit it? it aint never sounded-better.. some of yall need to understand, like a dead cat you gonna be underground-forever........
its been awhile, jus bored
stuck between a rock-and-a-hard-place.. bring him to me, im stoppin-his-heart-rate/
and cats always talkin bout what they woulda-done, u shoulda-run.. aint bustin shit like you pack a wooden-gun/
cursed since birth, prayin to god that he lift-this.. leave you split-bitch.. so if you suicidal cross yaself off ya hit-list/
turnin sacks-to-ash.. you aint have-to-ask.. no discussion, first to smile gon be tha last-to-laugh/
if you prayin, you lookin for god.. well here-he-is.. and wit a bullet in ya forehead its 'too late' like a pregnant bitches period/
play ya cards-bitch, castin shadows like when the dark-hits.. 'fadin ya texts' like a printer wit'a empty cartridge/
cuz you 'aint fuckin wit me' like a hoe-wit-aids.. Fatal named his crew 'Krooked' konceps cuz he goes-both-ways/
blow-ya-braids back in ya head.. i couldnt be wack even if i tried-to-suck.. like eminem walkin in a black panther meeting, yall need to lighten-up/
lets face it, when i spit it? it aint never sounded-better.. some of yall need to understand, like a dead cat you gonna be underground-forever........
its been awhile, jus bored