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rocks got you fly fucks wear pink crocks,

cause lifes is what the hustle knocks,

so the government can tax yo family on a wooden box,

and a fucking stone, get it,

the irony cause that's the same thang your weak ass died on,

i'm surrounded by cop killaz and crop deallaz,

carrying nine millaz a.k.a skulldrillaz,

i'm a wishforfilla, getcha signed to a deal,

put lifeinsurance onya and then getcha killed,

pay a lil bloodmoney and still got money beyond real,

so i don't give a fuck what they say,

and i don't give a FACK about how yo family will feel,

these raps got murderous, that's why nobody heard of us,

cause bullets curve when they bust, so a good aim is a potential must,

or even yo best friends will dissrespect your given trust,

 

peeps in shock, cause you grabbed a glock and made these faggots run,

they ran out of luck as soon as the bullet struck, others ducked,

they got fucked after they got shot, except for the ugo's, they did not,

they got a rope around their throat after it was perfectly knot,

and burned the bodies to conceal any sense of human rot,

i still have some pics of a couple of guys choking to death on their own dicks,

as their eyes roll back into their skull, i tried to pull them back,

it didn't work but atleast i tried to be helpfull,

i'm cuucka fuckin' duuckle, yeah chinese bitch, eat this motherfucking noodle,

you can eat my cat as long you promise to not eat my doge,

you go cook that motherfucker, and i'll smoke some dutch vegtable dope,

always am selfmedicated, fuck a doctor i will catch my homedealler later,

i wanna be high till i die as my last breath will be a toke off fine lye,

spark that shit up for the last motherfucking time,

how do you feel, when you see your biggest fear suddenly turn real,

do i see god and kneel? or is it ethernal darkness we don't even real-lize,

can the chemicals in our brain still visualize,

or do we pass and come back with a new set of ass,

who is up to tell, guess we'll have to wait, and if heaven really is real,

then i'll see y'all cocksuckers in hell.

 

is it me or has my mind gone strange?

is my soul traumatized and scarred from the moments and the pains,

i can sentense the evil flowing through my vains as i wanna make y'all go through the same,

and be remembered for the evil name as i am, fuck the lord i'm insane,

my soul bleeds cause he backstabbed me, he never forgave me for my deeds,

i mean like even a angel has his needs, rules be ruled by rulers,

time to change that, god you is who i point at when i blame someone for me never having a normal

life like a human being, but fuck that, it's too late, i always was a man,

caught with no net, so great, no childsplay when this shit is gonna hit the van,

dominated by the fucking dead, i served a hot plate, now swallow this struggle as soon as you can,

my mind got as twisted as my world, i'm planning suicide, after i killed my fuckin' girl,

and massacred you nitwits, and raped yo kids infront of your eyelids,

i hope y'all starting to picture on how this motherfucker is gonna getcha,

cause best believe that i don't sweat ya, i break ya, neck and mack ya snack,

this is the wacked out cracka attack, i bust you like a nut over a nice rack, *Splash*