A scary thing to see, its revenge he seeks,
Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby
And what the fuck's he doing, is he crazy
The thing you call 'rapping', too brief 'n' he fall napping,
Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging
It´s the battle of life
I used to have a nine to five
What you sippin' on, it's no problem
Know the shit he doing while writing the cum
Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind
He goes to school with the same thing on is mind
I fired my weaponstarted steppin' in the hurricanei got shot so i droppedfeelin' a burst of pain
So much in his mind he cant focus on one thing at a time he was going bitterly insane
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