I think a murder spree in order
For my personal retort
Cut-copy information travels
That boy pussy, out of order
Trauma settles, inner presence
It done made you someone else
But no excuse for all your ignorance
Can save you from my hell
I'm 'bouta put ten shots
In yo' back pocket
And you'll bounce off of the floor
Smoke some bad chronic
You'll pass on me
I think you asked for more
Don't dial no 9-1-1
'Cause ya body ain't move
'Til the sun turn red
And held accountable
For all that shit that you just did
My brother turned me a to a bitter soul
Who's spun up in the head
I've have to live with burning images
That haunt my love with dread
I can't compete with charismatics
Simply 'cause I ain't built
To have a raging narassicm paired with psychopathic guilt
So fuck you ride for me
'Cause all the time we had
Was lived with flawless execution
Not a fate gone bad
Done giving up conflict for their sake
If I want that war, better know I'd take it
Put somebody in my place to fuck my bitch
So I would die alone
I see you pivot like the snaking fucker that you are
One day you love 'em than you switch up
Screaming holy ego
Background music
'Til I'm pissed off and act out
A fact don't lose
'Til it's charmed and it's sat down
A pact we made yeah self to self
I been backstabbed once, I don't plan on the next round
Oh, yeah
I don't know
How you move so manifold
You spread yo' wings
With a locked-in scope on things you want
But couldn't hold
Manipulate with lusted dreams
You feed on what they give to ya
If rooted, I am jealousy, but tell your girl
Who you have breached
I'm 'bouta put ten shots
In yo' back pocket
And you'll bounce off of the floor
Smoke some bad chronic
You'll pass on me
I think you asked for more
Don't dial no 9-1-1
'Cause ya body ain't move
'Til the sun turn red
And held accountable
For all that shit that you just did
I'm 'bouta put ten shots
In yo' back pocket
And you'll bounce off of the floor
Smoke some bad chronic
You'll pass on me
I think you asked for more
Don't dial no 9-1-1
'Cause ya body ain't move
'Til the sun turn red
And held accountable
For all that shit that you just did