Don't Judge Me

Dont judge me by the rhymes i write,

Dont touch me, if you dont got fright,

Cuz i dont happen to give a shit about life,

And now im rapping, to get through this strife,

I aint got a reason to live,

So when your napping, its forever goodnight,

Cuz you felt tapping on the end of the syringe,

And before you could flinch, everything turned white,

And you lost you sight, and you lost your grip,

Its kinda cringe when you think you can fight,

And in the night, when your dreaming of bitch,

Better itch your finger, before you wake up in a ditch.

 

Dont judge me, by what you think you know

You think im a guy? Just because i can flow?

I dont lie, and i hope you know,

If you were to try, you would die my foe,

You cant judge a book by its cover,

Or a person by their appearance,

Lets say you were a runner,

You cant tell without some clearance,

Or if you were a stripper,

From the money in your rear end,

And if you think thats funny,

That aint even near it,

And their must be something wrong,

If you aint hearing right,

This wont take long,

Take this knife, And say goodnight,

Sweet dreams, of sweet schemes

Neat scenes, with cracked fiends,

Black weeds, with cracked knees,

Stacked leaves, on sacked trees,

And little bitches, thinking their G's,

Oh what a dream...

 

Dont judge me, by what you wish you knew,

Your a fool, 'Oh you wish you knew?'

You had your chance, but with a glance you blew,

Now your back, in a trance, who would have knew.