Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
It's not a game when i tell you, that i feel this max payne
He insane, already gone madblames himself for his setbacks
And now i'm amplifying my shit, turing it to the max,
My lyrics are ill to the max that's why they've thrown up,
You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but
I diss wiggas that do this shit. i'm pissed the fuck off to the max man so fuck it.
Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit
But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra
Through the microphone, max alone, hold the throne, slam ya,
Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen
Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one
Illustrated my lyrics are ill and that gets you frustrated so welcome max version
These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max
Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks
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