[Intro]
Hey Marsh It really isn't B cuz Ur famous Retarded or Influential U had potential & then U went commercial &That 4 me was a wrap
U Ain't the only 1 who's been 2 rock bottom Had a bottle smashed up side yo head Bled nor have U actually taken a real cold hard look at Ur self Cuz if U did U'd C what a few of us have always seen threw (You!)
[Hook- hymnal deeply expressed]
This motherfuckers lost his mind
Mm-hmmm
& I've got my (45!)
Oh-Oh
This motherfuckers lost his mind
& Baby I won't do no time
& since he's been nothing but jive
I'm ain't finna let it slide
Ima put bout 2-3-4-or 5
Right between his eyes
(OH SHIT!)
BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!
[V1]
U can't go & fall 4 a stripper & expect simps if U treated her like U were Jack the Ripper
U've told us countless times how Ur nothing but a Viper & I'm just supposed to take Ur apology after no apologies Just what kinda mind fuck reverse psycho-psychology shit is that Dog
Suno only takes 3-K in characters Plus I con't even really get it to say what needs 2-B said anyways & I only called U Canadian on Red Face cuz theres no fuck'n way in hell U was on that flight log without a lawsuit
U don't want this squabble Marshall
All I really wanna know is
How &The fuck was U broke after Nine Teen Ninty Nine shit makes no sense unless Ur as dense as Ur dumb ass blonde's alter ego tried to convince us he was
How U spit Not afraid but nine PM has U pull'n the Shades? All I've lived is a life of shame doesn't mean I'm shameless
Homeless (On & Off) From 12 until 34 & that was in between lock up & institutionalized vay-kays So of course U'll just wanna step to Fade
Not know'n I'm trained in a way that'll ultra monster mash Valarium & M-K Ultra
Drugs R bad Mm'kay & it wasn't U who taught me that
Lessons that I thot back on & thot about how nix just cap on about this wild villainous lifestyle & don't even actually know who they R
I've always said that if yer battling demons just stay the fuck from around me I'm not yo daddy or pappy Although I have been look'n 4 yer paps So I can smear his fear mongering campaign
Like spill'n champagne on yo Hollywood Star after I crush whats left of Uncle Sam & look I've never cried about having a Westside mattress 4 A mom I moved on & fuct bixes twice my age & never worried about hood goons All I've ever had was a couple of poles
(Off & On!)
&These two hands & no I haven't always won Uncle Sam Whipped my ass so bad
That I have no standing with my fellow man
Disenfranchised &Thats always going 2-B the differences & not just between U & me
But me & everybody I been clap'n at every 1 cuz my guns R always up & always have been
So when we're trials & tribulations talk'n
(U don't want this nuka!)
I've always known hella way moe harder hood white boys & who were no less than 6 feet & I've had 2 deal with real street fellas (The fifty cent kind to!)
& shit I'm still standing Now if the Feds won't allow me 2 meet Death U best just try that shit on sum 1 else Son!
[Hook]