Some shit I just sat down and wrote, my mood changed hella while I was writin it, so shit kinda changes I think, but it's whatever. Let me know what you think about it.
I'm scared of white people because of me myself and I, and if niggas gotta talk shit they must want my help to die, dont ask me why, it sounds ignorant but motherfuckers is stubborn beyond belief, Hoody Mafia left em to retreat, back to they momma's house with no relief, this shits over beef, but when the funk pops off niggas become vegatarians, but we crept on em 4 deep anyways and easily took care of em, niggas heard bout Illafade and Dub-C sayin you aint scared of em, you mighta dealt with the devil but you aint ever seen a pair of em, I'm outa patience so motherfuckers seriously need to act right, faggots talkin bout Malice aint shit, but couldnt see me with a flash light, they definitely didnt see me last night, peekin into your bedroom window, before I turned the nob on the backdoor, you're lucky I couldnt get in though, I got yo license plate number your home address and your telephone number, your own bitch gave up the info before I took her virginity from her, I wasnt born violent but I learned it quick from GI Joe and Ninja Turtles, do dirt when I get sicc and split a vega and crumble in the purple, like the motherfuckin baby killer I got that gangsta disease, and gettin a nut really aint that important to me, I refuse to ask a bitch please, I drink to get drunk nigga til I'm lit like cigg-a-rettes, whether I'm happy or depressed as fuck you couldnt tell the diff-er-ence, cuz I keep my shit personal cuz motherfuckers wouldnt understand, and the shit is what it is but on the other hand, I'm bringin my enemies closer and puttin my family at a distance, I been doin twice as much dirt and lost two best friends for instance, I'm lettin niggas affect me cuz my "close homies" stole out my sack, so I'm forced to continue splittin wigs instead of lettin it roll off my back.
I'm scared of white people because of me myself and I, and if niggas gotta talk shit they must want my help to die, dont ask me why, it sounds ignorant but motherfuckers is stubborn beyond belief, Hoody Mafia left em to retreat, back to they momma's house with no relief, this shits over beef, but when the funk pops off niggas become vegatarians, but we crept on em 4 deep anyways and easily took care of em, niggas heard bout Illafade and Dub-C sayin you aint scared of em, you mighta dealt with the devil but you aint ever seen a pair of em, I'm outa patience so motherfuckers seriously need to act right, faggots talkin bout Malice aint shit, but couldnt see me with a flash light, they definitely didnt see me last night, peekin into your bedroom window, before I turned the nob on the backdoor, you're lucky I couldnt get in though, I got yo license plate number your home address and your telephone number, your own bitch gave up the info before I took her virginity from her, I wasnt born violent but I learned it quick from GI Joe and Ninja Turtles, do dirt when I get sicc and split a vega and crumble in the purple, like the motherfuckin baby killer I got that gangsta disease, and gettin a nut really aint that important to me, I refuse to ask a bitch please, I drink to get drunk nigga til I'm lit like cigg-a-rettes, whether I'm happy or depressed as fuck you couldnt tell the diff-er-ence, cuz I keep my shit personal cuz motherfuckers wouldnt understand, and the shit is what it is but on the other hand, I'm bringin my enemies closer and puttin my family at a distance, I been doin twice as much dirt and lost two best friends for instance, I'm lettin niggas affect me cuz my "close homies" stole out my sack, so I'm forced to continue splittin wigs instead of lettin it roll off my back.
