Whoever did this was a fucking pro Smooth, smart, complex and composed I swear I think I've seen this very same M.O. If they knew I killed this monster I
they know that they could have all this? I should plow that ass before I smother them with gas I'm evil but I still have needs The girls here are so
out (Everlast) Fuck a motherless child from a penniless home I?m an heartless lion with an iron-jaw bone I?m no Al Capone or Corelone But I?ve been known to put a
this ends I'm on my knees screaming, "Save me" Free from this hell I don't want to stay here (I'm ready to leave) I really hate to ask this (I'm ready
And just a bit sick I'm just a little monster I just think i love you But you think you are too cruel So you're just a little monster I love my little monsters
a road fancy and fast ends in a fatal crash And I'm glad we got off to tell you the truth 'Cause we're ok, we're fine Baby I'm here to stop your crying
t piss poor I'm big poppa plus I'm 2pacalypto My mind is a weapon what I need to pop a clip for Huh, I'm doing this for hip hop I'm coming after you,
make me buck it spratt I'm outta that mac I came into rap carrying the south on my back And I'm ready to scriddap I ain't where you from son it's where
the story I invented?! I cut a scar through my face with a knife More than a withness when Kennedy died Fused the absinth for charles baudelaire I was
a cop, though More the type to burn a spliff and eat a bag of nachos More the type to read a novel, maybe 'bout Navajos On a sunny day I'm on the block
when all hell breaks I hate fakes, worse I hate flakes~! Men get worse I get 'em to make their mistakes I stay low like a sheet of linoleum when it comes
way it ends in disappointment Is it worth it, to fear me? Make me into a monster Stop sleeping Start screaming before this sunlight Come with me I want
I start to inhale it Now I'm feeling fine, I'm really feeling fine I dropped me a eight, in a thunderberg wine Got a nigga feeling like, I lost my dog
s a handsaw Man naw I leave paintbrushes bleedin Busy describing what I'm a paint when I'm a paint but why am I painting? I'm table oasis with no places
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