Ms Dragon's blog: "Songs"

(1st Verse) One for the devil, two for my God Father please forgive me while I rock this broad Tormented I've been lovin' coochie since it was Invented Ask me does it get me yes it does Feels lovely Pink or brown without even with fuzz They love me All up on me off up in the club Addicted Gotta get her off in the room get her out them Panties Get wicked Get her in the bed real quick get hit with a Whammy Can't shake it Try to pass it by but homey I Can't make it If it was non-existent I would die Stay with me I don't want to ever let it go A quickie Beat it down like I'm Riddick Bo Real stiffly We can do it fast or even slow I'll lift thee Up on the bed or on the floor Obsessed with Pussy coochie nani on my mind God bless it Hit it from the front or from behind Get naked I'm horny baby don't you waste my time Don't mess with Psycho alpha schizo Techn9ne (CHORUS) Tormented Money women liquor hella drugs Tormented Lookin' at me from afar you'll get a buzz Tormented Father can you tell me What it is what it was and what it shall be Death (2nd Verse) One for the demon, two for the son Father please forgive me while I drink this rum Tormented Liquor got the nina feelin' real Demented So intoxicated I could kill Get fucked up When I'm havin' trouble payin' bills Might luck up If I got the dough to drink until Get twisted Ain't no tellin' what I'm 'bout to do Get wicked Feel me up I'll try to fight a crew Don't touch me Bouncer want to show me to the door Don't rush me Please partner I don't want to go Shame on me Chuckin' ain't a damn thing changed Rain on me Fuck it do it till I feel the flame Don't test me Try to fight em fair no lead Get messy But the alcohol said Go ahead Can't stop it Alcohol is taken over blood Don't mock it Bitches like it thinkin' I'm a stud No expenses When I'm out I get a lotta love I'm drinking everything the tender Tryin' to give me in the club (16 bars) (CHORUS) Tormented Money women liquor hella drugs Tormented Lookin' at me from afar you'll get a buzz Tormented father can you tell me What it is what it was and what it shall be Death (3rd Verse) One for the spirit, two for the blood Father please forgive me while I take this drug Tormented Wanna live my life in a day What I meant is Drugs help escape the flame and Pain THC Roll it light it now you smoke your weed Marijuana Puff it pass it till your eyes bleed White cocaine Light it sniff it now you feel the rush Numb your brain In hell you're an angel on the dust PCP Dip it wet stick it's numb numb Dank and weed They hit it quick Where I come from GHB This do it fluid is called date rape LSD Hit it trip it now things trace Vallum pill Got this villain chillin' stayin' paid Bounce until I'm feelin' ill or till the day breaks Extacy Cop it, pop it, roll time to club Sex to me Is who I'm taking home so I can fuck Grant Rice is Money, drugs, liquor, and them ho's My life is Based on sex drugs and rock and roll (CHORUS) Tormented Money women liquor hella drugs Tormented Lookin' at me from afar you'll get a buzz Tormented Father can you tell me What it is what it was and what it shall be Death (4th Verse) One up in heaven, two here in hell Father please forgive me while I chase this mail Tormented Rollers Try to get it not the jingle but the fold up Stackin' papers And the coppers can't control us Chasin' relish till my fuckin' pockets swoll up God forgive me but the heavens got to hold up Get it quickly is you wit me this a sho nuff Don't be bitchy 5150 hit the dough up Killer hippies niggas wish we never showed up Don't be dummy get that money daddy told us Got to steppin' daddy left and never showed us So we started pushin' weed And pushin boulders For Tony Roma on the corner til we blowed up Get it sewed up Tormented I don't know so don't you ask why Intended For nina to getta piece of pie Rest in peace All I want is money so I can fly I'm chasin' relish scrilla cabbage Money hungry till I die Tormented

Tech N9ne] Mothafucka I'm a playa {*18X*} [Chorus] I'm a playa, I'm a playa I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa Oh oh oh I'm a playa (Ya, Tecca Nina is a playa) [Tech N9ne] If you see me lookin clean cut Matchin from head to toe dippin with a mean strut Throwin and blowin green stuff Hella creamed up with the bling cuff Ain't no wicked we can kick it if you blue or beamed up If you see me step off in the clubber with some pros With about six of em cut no longer waitin to be chosen If you hear me tell my homies anything goes With these chickens dippin to Davy's right when the clubber close If you see me on the grind gettin mine If you bust in a room and find me hittin yours from behind If you hear me bustin rhymes, rippin each and every time If I got it at capacity and you still got a line If I'm rollin on dubs, if it's K-town bud If they showin me love with a red rug at the club If you see them haters givin me mugs Ladies givin me hugs Know it aint no rocket science it's because [Chorus] 2x I'm a playa, I'm a playa I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa Oh oh oh I'm a playa (Ya, Tecca Nina is a playa) [Tech N9ne] I'm a playa in every sense of the word ya heard I'm gettin money from these dummies flip your chick so absurd I'm a playa and I pop collars I'm a playa when I don't or when I drop dollars Them rottweilers She don't want no softie sayin he do when he don't She don't want no perpetratin nine-to-fiver tryin to flaunt She don't want no punk that can't get it crunk No she don't That's how it goes so my homie Calico, tell em what she want [Calico] She want a playa not thugs on dubs We be rollin them 22's and 3's Poppin ludes and V's I'm in hot pursuit of a prostitute Calico knock boots gots lots to shoot And I'm pullin out the latex And givin it to who's next I'm pullin, pull a brunette With unforgettable sex She's oohin oohin new sweat And I ain't tellin who's wet And I ain't gettin loose yet So who's next For group sex [Chorus] 2x I'm a playa, I'm a playa I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa Oh oh oh I'm a playa [Tech N9ne] (Listen closely, this is somethin you might not know) Never ever tell your love or else she'll get your love Move in groups, no one on one when you hit the club And you should know this if you call yourself a wicked thug If you creep to the movies, throw away your ticket stub If you sexin, learn this lesson when you wash off Just use hot water, don't put no soap on your washcloth That way when you get home No questions, you won't leave her bent Don't be a dope and use the soap cause it will leave a scent Don't tell a number 2 that she's your one and only Cause if she knows we're easy to go her own way If you takin chickens to your secret home, hey Always go the back way to confuse em just go the long way To all my ladies if you playin throw your hands up To all my fellas if you playin throw your grands up This is forever baby havin clever thangs I'm a playa mothafucka and I bet I never change [Chorus] 4x I'm a playa, I'm a playa I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa Oh oh oh I'm a playa (Ya, Tecca Nina is a playa) [Chorus] Slowly I'm a playa, I'm a playa (I'm a playa!) I'm a playa, I'm a playa (No stoppin me!) I'm a playa, I'm a playa I'm a playa!

Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow what if you were livin yours instead of hatin mine findin truth and spreadin love and searchin deep inside – see me glidin swiftly to that place I need to be that home grown irie zone harvesting my seeds I’m gonna live my life from day to night with no hesitation Make the best of every situation that I find myself placed in Decidin right from wrong, choosing my final destination Cause when it’s said and done, it’s just yourself that you are facin’ Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow Say Say Say good-bye to tomorrow Wash your sorrow Live and learn Listen up and follow Do what you so let me rock it I be dammed if you think you gonna stop it Popo it drop it D-Loc get up on it Don’t you think your sink cause you can’t call it I be the one that balled you up in college Killa cross just brake you down Kottonmouth Kings on the radio now Make you think when you see my face D-Loc with style and grace I wanna touch the sky unleash control wanna feel time travel real thru my soul wanna ride real high wanna lay real low independent free thought control my zone my zones full blown like a plant full grown transform myself thru this microphone – Hold up ….change that tone Johnny Richter come thru with your barritone It’s time to open up your eyes and catch sight Cause you could wake up in the morning, and not make it to the night Take advantage of your life, you only get one try You gonna be satisfied today if tonight you died? Well I’m not that guy, I keep my blood runnin’ You say you’ve had enough, and I say keep it comin Now you’re bummed because you’re done and you’re left all alone Should’ve known livin blown you’d end up like a clone WHAATTTT! Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow It’s not a place on any map it’s Kaya meditation that home grown herbal zone peaceful medication at peace no understandin no condition but love at peace all accepting to the sky above Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow

Ya know I got 2 states of mind, stoned and asleep First I hit the sweetleaf, and then I have nice dreams When I get up, I wake and bake, take a piss and shake My clock stopped at Four-twenty, what you want me to say I stay blazed all day, no matter where I’m creepin’ Hot boxin on your block, and at the spot on the weekends You’ll see smoke risin’, Just who could it be It’s my rhyme and crime partner, D. dash L. O. C. Yeah that be me born and raised in the suburbs. Faded off the bud smoke blowin it at you nerds thanks Johnny Richter for your nice little hand off I got some purple Kush Did you bring the sand box? Let’s bounce some bud so we can make a little keefe Spice up the leaf before we smoke the tree Everybody in the scene Know we blow the most dosha That way they label up the Kottonmouth solders. “we got all types”– At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered- “we talkin pounds” These anti-hero’s are just here to serve you proper “Roll that shit up” So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter “pass it around” at 4-2-0 everybody’s burnin Ganja” You’ll catch me at the Smoke-Out smoked out, dropping drinks Havin a blast, not givin a fuck, doin my thing Blowing rings through the crowd, being loud and obnoxious Now the shots I did with Pak got me feelin’ kind of nauseous But I played it cool and pulled a few snapps Big fat packed bowls, and had a chicken Caesar wrap Dippin through the whole place, no where else I’d rather be Then smokin’ weed with my peeps, now I pass it to D. 24.7 Everyday every minute everybody every stoner grab your bud keep composer beer drinkers, pill poppers, acid heads and freaks All the creatures in the street Heroin addicts and geeks Kottonmouth signed a one way contract to see the world and smoke the killa chromic it’s four two o and I blow endow. “we got all types”– At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered- “we talkin pounds” These anti-hero’s are just here to serve you proper “Roll that shit up” So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter “pass it around” at 4-2-0 everybody’s burnin Ganja” Now you might see me on a mission searchin for double-vision And I ain’t no mathematician, more like a stoney musician But I get a little help from my friends when in need Hit the bubble, fuck, double, now I’m seein in three’s All these hours and days inter-face with the planet with bubbles and bells the kush is orgasmic – I transplant my mental to truly titanic fanatic levels for all you bud fiending addict – the session begins right upstairs in my addict we bless it we roll it we toke it and pass it – the next time you see us don’t take us for granted – we’re all getting lifted just the way that we planned it “we got all types”– At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered- “we talkin pounds” These anti-hero’s are just here to serve you proper “Roll that shit up” So leave those blessings right up here upon the alter “pass it around” at 4-2-0 everybody’s burnin Ganja”

feat. Bone Thugs, Kottonmouth Kingsm, Tech N9ne [Layzie Bone] Wicked Wonka, baby [Violent J] Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka....just 18 months I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then??) I split some craniums in half And caved a few in Before long I'm standing there alone I shut the party down For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham [Layzie Bone] In...coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe For the wicked wonka, Halloween [Violent J] Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day 'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day We give away hey, but we already millionare rapper Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though We tight like alligator snappers [Layzie Bone] Don't run dawg, we gun clappers Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers City street slicked rappers But better known as wig crackers Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne Cock it back for Esham And let it loose to they spine [Judge D] An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' [Shaggy 2 Dope] It's wicked when you walking Within the thug pit [Judge D] Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' [Shaggy 2 Dope] At this kind of mosh pit You get your wig split [D-Loc] Who the mothafucka in the pit talking shit? (Shit!) Who the mothafucka that want the wig split? (Split!) Who the mothafucka that's down for the krown? (Krown!) Who the mothafucka in here right now? [Shaggy 2 Dope] Shaggy jumps in the pit With these hatchets and swingin' them Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!) [D-Loc] What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine? Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine [Shaggy 2 Dope] Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us [Tech N9ne] It's that nigga that be on blood shit Tech Nina off in a thug pit Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz) If you don't wanna come with the wickedness A nigga wanna slam strange I don't wanna hear a damn thang [Daddy-X] Mashing off from city to city We sparking fifties and fifties Crashing after parties Fucking and sucking on titties Ducking and dodging the coppers Ain't no one out that can stop us Dropping that shit that be popping Making it hotter and hotter [Tech N9ne] We man handle them Fucking and crushing on man's camera Busting bright red bandanas Bitch where was your antennas? When I was trying to stick it Wanna show a nigga how she lick it? Mothafucker this is how we kick it Thug whiling on Hallowicked [Jonny Richter] Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds With Tech N9ne, getting more love Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings [Layzie Bone] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!) [Violent J] It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit [Layzie Bone] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit [Violent J] In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split [Layzie Bone] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit [Violent J] It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit [Layzie Bone] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit [Violent J] In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split [Krayzie Bone] It's mista sawed off leatherface I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain When I step on the plate Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to kill It's hard to chill Mothafuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!) [Daddy-X] I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke Spending all my change on that endo smoke All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot [Esham] Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady If I catch him at the shelter, I'ma pull his file Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile [Daddy-X] We drinking drank, drank We smoking dank, dank Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks We dropping bombs, underground bombs Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on [Layzie Bone] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit [Judge D] An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' [Layzie Bone] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit [Judge D] Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' [Layzie Bone] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit [Violent J] It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit [Layzie Bone] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit [Shaggy 2 Dope] In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split [Violent J] Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you [Layzie Bone] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times? How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry? (2x) [Violent J] How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you? Now what the fuck does that do? Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass? How many times will my neighbor beat his wife? Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about Why don't she wait till he sleeps then take him out How many times will I sit in a hot car? Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour Must be an accident, I hope nobody died Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side The gawkers roll and they creep slow Hoping they can see a mangled body show Some park, and stand there and watch it all With their kids, they point, and fuckin stare (and just look) I remember one time I was pulled over Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over People watching, hoping that he shoots me I just wanted to choke the fucking head [Chorus (2x)] How many times will I ask myself why, how many times? How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry? [Violent J] How many times will I wait in a line? It's three-thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute Why am I here? to pay a fucking parking ticket The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin bitch No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket How many times will a crackhead smoke crack And ask me for some money cuz he wants crack Give him money, again, he's coming back Walk away, and here's another, "Gimme some crack" How many time will a kid give a dirty look? A little punk-ass bitch tryin to be a crook I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores When you were just a nut stain in your momma's drawers [Chorus (2x)] [Violent J] How many times will you steal my car stereo? It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't you? I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt cheek How many times did I walk in, and just sit? And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate? Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, up to the counter And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit? Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lip How many times will a judge decide my fate? Who is he? A bitch, nothing great He takes shits, and fucks his old floppy wife Plays with his balls and judges my life! [Chorus (5x)] "And who the fuck is he? He judges my life"

VOICE OF HOST: LETS MEET CONTESTANT NUMBER ONE hes a skitzophranic serial killa klown who says women love his sexy smile lets see if his charm will work on Sharon Sharon, whats your question for Number 1? Sharon: Number 1, i belive first impressions last forever if u were to eat dinner with me and my family, how would you make it last forever? hmm well lets see id have to think about it i might show up in a tux HA! but i doubt it id probably just show up naked like i always do and lick your mama in the eye and tell her FUCK YOU! hurry up bitch im hungry i smell spaghetti, i pinch her loopy ass and tell her get the food ready your dad would probably start trippin, and get me pissed, id have to walk up and bust him in the fuckin lips! its dinnertime! were hearin grace from your mother i pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother im steady starin at your sister, ill tell ya this, ya know for only 13 SHE GOT SOME BIG TITS! after that, your dad would try to jump again, but only this time id put the 40 to his chin after your mom dies the dishes and the silverware, id dry fuck her till i nut in my underwear ~~~applause~~~ HOST: now lets meet contestant number 2 hes a psychopathic deranged crack head freak who works for the dark carnival he says women call him stretch nutz Sharon, lets hear your question... SHARON: i like a man whos not afraid to show his true emotion a mna who expresses himself in his own special way number 2, if u were to fall in love with me, how would you show me that you care? first thing, i could never love you, you sound like a witchy bitch yo FUCK YOU!! but if i did, id probably show you that i care by takin all these mutha fuckas outta here id go through your phone book, and whack em all, then find contestant number one and break his fuckin jaw WHAT!!?? anyone that looked at you would have to pay, id be blowin fuckin nuggets off all day id grab your titties, and stretch em down past your waist, let em go and watch em both spring up in your face id sing love songs to ya the best i can get ya naked and hit it like a CAVE MAN!! we go to tha beach and walk through the sand i throw a little in your face and say im just playin as you spit it all out, i rub your back, and grab your underwear and WEDGE IT UP YOUR ASS CRACK!! ~~~laughter and applause~~~ HOST: well it sounds like contestant number 2 is just overflowing with sensitivity, Sharon its a tough choice so far, sharon lets have your last question to find out whos gonna have the rights to your neden SHARON: ok, if we were at a dance club, and you both noticed me at the same time, tell me, how would you each get my attention and what would your pick up line be who ever'sthe smoothest wins!! first, id slide up the bar, and tell ya that i cant believe how fuckin fat you are id say i like the way you make your titties shake, and if you lost a little weight you'd look like Ricki Lake FUCK THAT!! youd be jackin me quick, id order you a drink , and stir it with my dick, and then to get your attention in a crowded place, id simply walk up and stick my nutz in your face yeah freak her with yo nutz that'll get her TELL HER THAT SHES FAT, YEAH THAT'LL WORK EVEN BETTER look, fuck you, i got a strong rap shit you dont want contestant number two hes mad whack i walked in a barn, and there he was, standin up on a bucket Hooough tryin to fuck it it was big fuckin smelley ass farm llama DAMN DAWG!! how ya gonna diss your mama?? ~~~champagne popping and laughing~~~

motha fucka! your dont know shit do ya? You wouldnt know shit if it whipped it through your ugly bitch ass face You aint even begun to excperience drama motha fucka! Your mamma, your motha fuckin Big fat chicken faced assed mamma Don't even know about this drama, motha fucka! Oh my god look at that, turn it up please Poor nancy kerrigan's sweet little knees Somebody took her black thing and went thug Thats terrible he heard about it for months What about that one nobody guy That they found dead in the grass With his dick in his, ass Unless there was more But you won't recall cuz micheal jackson Squeezed up on some little kids balls What you consider drama, it ain't all that It's just that your whack With intergalactic satellite data compress Yes but we can't feed the homeless And then oj's big story unfolded Everybody watched that while okalahoma exploded 900 good reasons why this world don't really care Thats what it costs for a wheel chair!! Terrible, what ya know about terrible Terrible, you don't know what's terrible (2x) Laaady daah we gotta protest that Cuz some rock and roll ninja bit the head off a rat Walked in his concert and tear 'em to hell Cuz he's so fuckin terrible! Mean while his record sells double and triple Cuz of you whinin bout him rubbin his nipple Religious? shit, you helped them bands Instead of helpin them poor people Eatin outta them garbage cans When your done with that bitch come protest me Shiiiiit motha fucka i could use the money The hole world was cryin when kurt cobain went bang When eazy-e died no it wasn't no thang Rapper dies of aids but you hardly mention Rocker blows his face off and becomes a legend Heroine and a shot gun and a hero was made Maybe i should do that shit so j can get paid Terrible, what ya know about terrible Terrible, you don't know what's terrible (2x) Rebel flag, in your school Rebel flag, in your park Rebel flag, in your court room Rebel flag, in your hearts Rebel flag, stood for slavery Rebel flag, stood for war Rebel flag, stood for hatred But just go ahead and hang your flag up some more Don't worry about my god damn flag boy Whats terrible is you damn rappers cursin The country we live in was built by slaves Beat at and murderd and stuffed in they graves You put a slave owner on a 1 dollar bill And you wanna know why i kill people!!!! Bombs are blowin up cops are corrupt And all ya care about is who the president fucked! You don't even know terrible, you will As soon as our wagons come over the hill! Terrible, what ya know about terrible Terrible, you don't know what's terrible (2x) You don't even know what the fuck Is in store for that bitch ass of yours Let me get a look at that bitch ass of yours There it is it looks like a bitches ass You bitch ass motha fucka!!!! Terrible, what ya know about terrible Terrible, you don't know what's terrible (repeat)

Bitch what tha fuck? What ya try to do to me? You wasn't true to me When i was locked up, You fucked somethin like 34 guys But i let that slide Cuz your ass is bangin, your titties is phat I wanted to fuck that, but fuck that I never gave a fuck that, you put it through the courts and gave me genital warts Now i stack my nine, i'm goin for your knees I'ma blow 'em out and give your neck a squeeze As your standin there i'ma be like, bitch You know you done fucked up right? Girl ya know i love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (4x) Bitch don't talk about bitches i'm fuckin them Please no fat bitches i'm fuckin slim Unless its one of those nights i'm smokin my shit I don't care if i'm high, i'm fuckin it How much it cost big fat crack head? Ain't tryin to hear all them words you said Five minutes bitch, then i came Fuck your name, and from were you came I don't give a fuck bitch, i will kill you You sequeta, you bolinda, you to pastion Bitch!!! Girl ya know i love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (4x) One thing i can't stand is these bitches Tryin to take my riches, when i ain't even got none (bitches) I never lies, you knew what i wanted all the while (what?) My dick in your vertical smile (yeah) We kiss and hug and snug and tickle But the bitch wouldn't even buff my fuckin pickle (bitch) She fucked everybody else in the place It's all good, now let me headbut your face! Bitch, i love you but now ya gotta die (that's right, bitches) Girl you know i love you but now ya gotta die Girl ya know i love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (6x)

Breathe in right away, nothing seems To fill this place I need this every time, take your Lies get off my case Some day I will find, a love that flows Through me like this This will fall away, this will fall away You're getting closer, to pushing me Off of life's little edge Cause I'm a loser and sooner or later You know I'll be dead You're getting closer, you're holding the Rope and I'm taking the fall Cause I'm a loser, I'm a loser, yeah This is getting cold, I can't break these Chains that I hold My body's growing cold, there's nothing Left of this mind or my sould Addiction needs a pacifier, the buzz of This poison is taking me higher This will fall away, this will fall away You're getting closer, to pushing me Off of life's little edge Cause I'm a loser and sooner or later You know I'll be dead You're getting closer, you're holding the Rope and I'm taking the fall Cause I'm a loser, I'm a loser! You're getting closer, to pushing me Off of life's little edge Cause I'm a loser and sooner or later You know I'll be dead You're getting closer, you're holding the Rope and I'm taking the fall Cause I'm a loser You're getting closer, to pushing me Off of life's little edge Cause I'm a loser and sooner or later You know I'll be dead You're getting closer, you're holding the Rope and I'm taking the fall Cause I'm a loser