What a fucked up bastard he walks the streets backwards,
I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds
Leading with the speed by like one or two laps
Check my bank account, got racks on racks
Between that guy and i... yea..the one i wanna be with
Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Uh. this the kind of shit that starts off on track and gets real fucked up.
The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics
I killed a family, a mother and father with two kids,
Good or evil were all the same people with different equals
Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups
I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed
How would must i occur to be the only one to test
I fucked up enough people that could be considered the devil/
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
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