(oh we can't have that) Cut along the hair line (bowl cut) Hold the pumpkin between your legs and lift up Boing brains snippity snip all the veins Snip, cut
Cause niggas twistin' more than just your average dank smoker Me an' my homies we blaze this shit we gets ova An everyday routine if you fakin' with your
We can take a short journey and leave you at your wits end You get burned like youre smoking a cigarette from the lit end Youre acting so feminine you
' for answers alone in the darkness of night They say... [One Republic w/ Outro:] I'm holdin' on your rope Got me ten feet off the groundd And I'm hearin' what your
door Now your stuck between the stations and it seems like an eternity Sweating like sardines in a flophouse fraternity A $50.00 fine for disturbing the peace The neck, tortoise. Your
, that stays open like an all night store For real, I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill And end your
't wanna see another hurricane Baby you can kill the pain If you just let me explain Trust me I know what I'm sayin' You will end up on the track of an
all night till the break of dawn Lookin' for me, a thug that's ready to get it on I'm like an athletic down to sweat Cause he gotta get it Cut, split
', fuckin' with this click And we gonna bring it to your ass I'm on a cross loose up off these cut me free (Cut me free) I'll draw your portrait if you
up To feed off your soul fool be livin' ya anger Now ya lifes in danger (Lord Infamous) Evil... Notice the murderous vocalist Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe shit
in your ass You think them your friends, I cut you off, all them'll laugh See my shit right there, put it all in the bag You ain't gotta say shit to
the day I'll make your day out of play doh, wait, give me a beat from eight-oh wait happened to your lips, you can't prove your telling the truth,
Cause in some portions You'll think she's the best thing in the world She's so fly She'll drive you right out of your mind Steal your heart when you'
for you, I'll be the man, let alone the bitch Let me catch you out cheatin', i'mma cut off your dick Yo, nigga, I'm serious [lo...] Baby, you sick, this your shit
Verse 4] I quickly enter your honey dip, strip ends from your money clip Joe Beats you to death with the shit end of his ugly stick Fighting drama
niggaz know bout that purple weed nigga? Show y'all niggaz some shit, it's that sticky, that bud Indo, hydro, open up the window, I'm bout to blow That fire shit
bystander waving your flag in mute acceptance? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take up your life
my peeps Late night hit the streets solo creeps Gettin' busy in between the sheets That's how we do get this money And yo run our shit Got my guns shiesty motherfuckers wanna end