From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug
Crystal-balling you... see you're harshly screwed up
My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared
Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west
Before you disappear you is that crystal clear
And this the endso good luck with your career
Heard the sound of several gun shots
Now i cocking meth and killing cops
I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,
And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
And i'm a just take another guess
All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
Raps coldest and potent if you noticed the dosage of meth
I'm fresh to death doper then uncut meth
Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears
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