Welcome to fagville, population: you, and your girl at the motel. isn't life a hell?
Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell
I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines
Separate your body and soul and schedule you a time with the heavens
You other niggas think this shits a game, hell yahtry to dirty up my name
To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game
What a disgrace and these niggas say that i'll go to hell,
And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well
I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more
Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?
Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper
Account overdraft what i got this debit for
I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll
I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul
The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll
I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul
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