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SING ABOUT ME I'M DYING OF THIRST (INTRO)
- //Hook//
- When the lights shut off and it's my turn
- To settle down, my main concern
- Promise that you will sing about me
- Promise that you will sing about me
- I said when the lights shut off and it's my turn
- To settle down, my main concern
- Promise that you will sing about me
- Promise that you will sing about me
- //Verse//
- These streets is Jurassic, cowards get asthematic
- Astronauts hover throughout the atmosphere
- That's the ghetto bird. Pull up on the curve
- "Wassup homie!", smoke a opp then dip
- It's the immaculate, verbal assassin
- Strangle your perfect etiquette to an accent
- This the Jesus of Nazareth
- Spittin' gold policies to a world unknown
- In a cherry low low, with four zones of weed
- No sticks, no seeds
- Prestigious when I pulsate the 50 states
- My need for speak can corral the largest crowds
- Mosh pit, with a big dick screamin' "Bitches ain't shit!"
- She gobble gobble for hours, I jumped in the shower
- I dismantle, devour hardest Emcees, softer than clam chowder
- No challengers can compete, their childish and weak, detrimental
- Hazardous hazard to instrumentals, intertwined with God and Frankenstein
- //Hook//
- When the lights shut off and it's my turn
- To settle down, my main concern
- Promise that you will sing about me
- Promise that you will sing about me
- I said when the lights shut off and it's my turn
- To settle down, my main concern
- Promise that you will sing about me
- Promise that you will sing about me
- //Verse 2//
- Gimme a hundred g's, for every emcee I dropped to their knees
- Verbally useless
- "Oh you got the juice!?" I squeeze you juiceless
- Catch you, hang you, from any nooses
- Been the truth since "Snoop and Tha Pound" was fuckin over Ruthless
- Young and I'm ruthless
- 21 with 21 guns, shot and saluted for Pac
- Lyrical cyclops, lasering in on paper and fraudulent friends
- Bitch you's a bitch in disguise, and bitches get ten
- Bullets to their midsection, Mr. Lethal Injection
- In the regal higher than church steeples
- I swear to God, can ya lyrics in a jar
- I'm a pterodactyl tearin ya squad like pardon
- Me and Terrace Martin enacting Martin
- Cannibal coexisting with the coldest, that mean I'm the sickest
- And Thera flu won't do, whenever I'm kicking the wickedness
- Explosive, cinematic, smoking
- Like the barrel of this TEC aimin at ya neck
- //Outro//
- Promise that you'll sing about me forever,
- Promise that you'll sing about me forever,
- Promise that you'll sing about me forever,
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