I'm-a let him come to me If he give me the nod then these niggaz gon' see I'm tired of bein' out here 'round the clock And breakin' day, and chasin'
T.V. your ass With no mask, look at the camera like what? Yeah I did it like them sick white boys the court committed To the death of me, I'm spaz like
' fifth, plus You let the lead bust, ready to do a murda, man? Curved off the Hurricane, hurled again Witness we'll bein' off two-fifths equal Killing people like Jason, facin' death
' fed plus, you let the lead bust Ready to do a murda, mayn, perved off the Hurricane Slurred again, witness what bein off two-fifths equal Me killin' people like Jason, facin' death
to hoo ride and get stole See the whole thang was a plot 'Cause that bitch you got, she gave me the scoop 12 o'clock Lexus coupe fill it up wit hella
see I'm gonna live for me Cause I'm doing the best I can I'm part of the master plan One day at a time As the fire burns inside The clock is ticking
You can make a plan Carve it into stone Like a feather falling It is still unknown Until the clock speaks up Says it's time to go You could choose the
A thousand more you won't ever see But you must hold inside yourself eternally Well I drag your ghost across the country And we plotted out my death
It was Don Delillo, whiskey neat And a blinking midnight clock Speakers on a TV stand Just a turntable to watch Only smoke came out our mouths On all
are a thousand more that you won't ever see but most hold inside yourself eternally. I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death
Death data entry, ant hill law Encoded arc, our common cause Drink liquid clocks till I see God Crystal display, can't turn it off Shh don't talk, don
should be "Can't believe that Nngga said dat shit" Probably sayin', "He ain't a killer", but I'm killin' myself Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the
exceed the distance And bounce off one's home hit and riquoche off a kid's trombone Right to where you **** lay Obie can tell you that death is just