No Return
• Written by Fso_Noon
Tell that nigga take a fucking chill pill
cause im finna kill these niggas like the
bitch that killed bill and im coming from the streets
where they tote that real they say im black as hell
but its just oil spill i dont believe in turning so fuck
yo whole deal this shit is so real in the street its just ill
im so fucking nasty fuck yo bitch im chasing cabbage
these niggas thank i lost it aint happen all my toes
down bitch im bout that action keep the ratchet on me
you can try me aint no lackin im that monster in yo
dream that gone drag to the attic whole em up for
ransom i think i need a pamper got me shitting
on you clowns like a champion im just rambling
best believe my glow bright shinning green lantern
all the kings dead but they left murder weapons
yall should crown me i want let yall down p
and the p is for player in the game involve me
these niggas tried to turn but the world revolve me
so im hotter than the sun fuck the world dirty hoe
choppa hit yo kidney you a victim now its time to go
they say money rule the world but ik god rule my
earth so much evil on this planet thats its hard to
hide yo dirt the pussy super wet i go in watch me surf
these love talking i just chill like in church
i get to bussing shit dicussing fuck i block i cant trust em
anybody want war im like fuck it me myself and i everybody
you cant trust em im so fucking rude i treat you good then you
lucky i cant fuck around wit you niggas yall be bluffing till
i pull up rapid fire i get stupid high who tf is you if i choose
to lie blood run deep like a group of flies fly shit only if you
choose to ride hot like the stove inna crucial fire
i buss a couple shoots at the devil when he die he go waist
deep in the fucking desert let the buzzards eat his eyes then
i over step i been the king nigga this is not a dream tell em
catch yo feature my verse hot im full of demons im not the
best but i'll still lay yo ass to rest till death do me part im
the test dnt get blessed red beam upon chest the king
dreamed upon yo death clear the scene look at my rep
talking slick a get you slept the big 5 is what i rep my heart
so cold its nothing there 1 hit wonder fuck the steps you keep
coming meet yo death its no return from where you left no
returning after death
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Fso_Noon
Member since August 7 2017