6 Shit

yoyoo,

some say my words are a curse,

i be writting the lyrics that put crackers in a hearse,

on that six six six sick shit,

look at the weed, time to hit this,

spark the flame, demon lookin at me he say,

"i wont hide the body, ill let it decay",

listen , obey,

the words their crazy,

smokin weed on the daily,

yanno im stoned, eyes are low,

flow so cold, sent straight from the north pole,

on parole,

police on patrol,

niggas drunk, speech is slurred,

pepper spray, vision is blurred,

got you goin straight to the curb,

squad here to disturb,

the verse they say is superb,

leave the snitch bleedin in the dirt,

back at the house either burnin herb or sippin sizzur,

squad ready for the cypher,

mics smokin,

shits on fire,

misfits, slash your car tire,

crush up the ritalen got you snifflin,

treatin em like the daily vitamin,

i dont do drugs though,

isnt that a sin,

laughing, i got a grin,

lucid dreamin got you sittin at the end of your bed screamin,

rain man got you dropped to your knees pleadin,

sell your soul cause you wanna continue breathin...