Nikey reeboks what can I say I’m just laced up they all behind can’t keep they pace up I just keep my face up no erasing the past or putting it behind you how many fucking times am I going to have to remind you like jehova I mean jay z HOE-VAH fucked your girl don’t worry I don’t want her you can have her back just shady like records meets Aftermath she was only interscoped in my rifle for only a second no c sections only abortions murder ink distorted extortions and inversions like when a black dude says heroine Now it’s back to the start again broken teeth u turns no dead ends just alibis with no witnesses left it was already to late I already killed the alarm again.. just born to watch the world burn thats why im always playing with matches you sea world what you made me do fucked another siren again in front of Shamu So.. father forgive me for my humanity because I’m always sinning the last fuck up is just my new beginning again had to start over make my life harder kill the lights red and blue strobing but I’m just trying to intercoast them so hostile like I’m a Pentecostal or like jehovas always knocking on doors never kick them down just pick em out sniping again out the watch towers mahatma got me insulting again like alshallu alla ackbarring out again take these bottles drink them down stack em up like chips and knock em down again and when it rains it always pours never gonna find a wife because I keep falling in love with all these whores but really I’m just in love with my self so selfish arrogant you god damn right pride before the fall nah you all just stuck in senile never keeping it classy just free falling like tom petty looking like Betty white or Stevie Nixon again like hoodoo meets witchcraft or grey magic no love striangle just hoes running in circles again but what can I say I’m no different I stay spiraling out of this cycle salting the circle staking my claim on this rise to fame or is it cradle to the grave guess they were wrong when they said fate favors the brave just enslaved another nigga in chains a waste of a brain a life every time my ex comes around I feel like I wasted a knife but hey what can I say it’s just c’est la vie ignorance must be bliss and thats why I’m always a miss on mission crypt keeping keeper keep playing I’ll keep plying imbibing hoe how haven’t you learned that I never miss… Jesus Christ.. hell Satan
