Back in the game

Down on my luck

But I don't give a fuck

Won't ever see me stuck

Always gunna be climbing out this rut

Til i'm livin' in a bigger hut

Feeling all the killer love

To the fans man, I put you all above.

You were the ones who pushed

When the push came to shove

Tatt you all on my sleeve with some love

I'll take you round the globe

Fire to the dome, Man I made it on my own

imbedding killer lyrics

 

If you see me in the street

Then for sure i'll shake your hand and greet

Maybe share a little treat

Piece of shatter from the sheet

Leave you more shattered then you've ever been

Thinking of memories

Back from the early teens

Before I became a fiend

Wake up token on the green

Never Stopped me feeling clean

Kept me from being mean

But that's a different story

If you're stealing from the king....

Dent in the cheek shaped like my pinky ring

Going for all the glory

Bringing out the pain hit you like a bee sting

see what the game brings

When all the ones eatting my dirt

y'Keep releasing the same thing

Cause it made money once

Now its the only way your brain thinks -

ya Tapped out

Nothing left but drained pimps

Claiming they crips

But couldn't flip a brick

Cause you to busy chasing sticks

Maybe tick a little bit

Sit here, try tell me your legit

So I don't know what to do

Man you make me wanna flip -

semiautomatic bullets

help you kick the bucket

leave you in a casket

Strap you to a rocket

you are nothing but a fuck -- whit

Don't know man so fuck - it

hand in all your chips and

I'll reinvest them, Into someone whos the shit. bitch. damn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aint no doubt

That this shit is crazy

Everyday I realize that rap is my baby

making songs slowly

so I can rap quickly

Just out here ballin for all to see

That im here working

On the block, pushing pounds here hurting

That rap game calling

From home now i'm hurling

Cause these lyrics in my brain twirling

Climb to the top you aint see me fallin

nah this is my callin, youll see me ballin

yBetter be recallin the name ganja jesus

Next year yall be like who the fucks yezus

Like you better believe this, better quit sleepin.