dead birds in live cages So, I'm contagious sick, touch my caliber Cock, malice like Gallagher, crash your whole calender Fuck, who got stamina to last
boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waitin' for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga make
me dead Because I'm Malcolm X before he turned Muslim, R.E.D. Now Blood the fuck up Everyday's a gamble motherfucker tough luck And we going to fuck
a one way ticket to hell And they want these bullets to book it for me Man, I'm shitting on every statistic that said I'll be dead or fucking broke
back again The rippers at your service Girl I can see that your nervous But I barely scratch the surface Like my last batch of girlfriends That I buried in my fuckin
full no sneakers though, Just moved in it's been a week or so, Brand new coupe so that she could go, White Bent', light tint ridin' like what the fuck
the road ahead I don't know which way I'm gonna turn There's a fork in the road ahead About this year We salute the troops They're all still there In a fucking
like a liter style off the meter Play towards regulate laws with heavyweight broads Don't jock niggaz who floss, money ain't yours Jealous of yourself, watermelon tellin herself Rather fuck
Christmas Slay bitches, and party everyday like this is the last I'm with my heckles, connectin' and we hittin' the lab This is my level, fuck if it
Fuck Jay-Z What's up niggas, ay yo I know you ain't talkin' 'bout me dog You, what? Fuck Jay-Z You been on my dick nigga You love my style, nigga Fuck
ll ? Commit the one eighty-seven 'Cause all I can see is cockin' The nine and sendin' you straight to Heaven You're dead on the dot, so fuck a blood clot
runnin' wit' tha niggaz in tha hood and that's how we play Wanna feel ah my spray-pump hit yo' chest, and finally realize who you're fuck with, fuckin
, ain't ate in days So it ain't no thang to click click, bitch, gimme your shit Fresh out the pen and I'm low on ends, fuck calm I tried to stay thug
lied]. So fuck with me, I got them chops man [choppa, choppa, choppa]. The biggest rocks up on the block, man [the biggest rocks up on the block man]. Say, fuck
the wicked was the corner place, dweller place Never gon' eat that, eat that Satan the original serpent on his last track Flat broke, dead on his back
cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya dead Never comin' back here, sendin' out last year Took a look
, ooh I'ma play it like it's my last game If it's due better give it up right away 'Cause a thug nigga's gonna bring pressure See me fucked up, starvin
if them niggaz is really some thug niggaz" And then they start to drink and get a little buzz in 'em And then they get to thinkin' they can fuck with