Para$ite - Picasso

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Shawty she obsessed,

Yeah I should've fuckin' guessed,

I'm not motherfuckin' blessed,

I'm a motherfuckin' mess.

 

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But what can I say, justice is served with the front of my blade,

Given you everything just to betray,

Gang is my T R A S H and I love it that way,

I don't need nobody to rid me of pain,

All of the shit that you speak is so plain,

Fuck it I'm grabbing a gun to complain,

All of this shit in my brain to maintain,

Every tear that I've shed are in vain,

Been on the come up let's pop the champagne,

 

Most of those I know would surely call me insane,

Do not give a damn still I got rot in my brain,

Would you do it all again just so you get paid,

Or do you do this shit because it feels like it's fate,

Everybody's reasons got a different estate,

I do not wanna hear who you've been fuckin' so lame

 

From the depths I extend my arm,

with a 30 round mag,

I will do you wrong,

Cause there ain't no love in this world it's gone,

So inside my world you're fucking pawn,

I'ma make you abstract, all in time, turn you into a masterpiece,

with my lines, mixed with the color of your fucking blood, I'ma draw you

a painting like Picasso's done..

 

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Shawty she obsessed,

Yeah I should've fuckin' guessed,

I'm not motherfuckin' blessed,

I'm a motherfuckin' mess.