And if any body asks im away for the week
My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep
Turn into bitch ass niggasi'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail
Persevering they paint mental pictures of what things are in great detail
Especially if you are fucking white.
But i gotta make sure i’m right
I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape
If there was no guns in the world, that'd be great
So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation
Opinions are great when he have one no need to investigate, truly believe in
And laugh at you while they slowly hack you with hatchets
Think it's time you and i need to call it quits
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
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