If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit
I got that murder feeling please relieve it
Hahaha, but if you're really feeling down
Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around
Cuz you know it's a feeling you really can't describe
Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right
Knowin that it was just somethin that i really never had.
Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket
So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/
Since get'n outta bed i have really yet to take it.
Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot
It wont happen cuz i m quick to ''drop '' u so called monsters/
You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse
I dunno man there's fear but i'm not feeling it
And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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