(Talking)
You need me to peal ya banana? Rock the bandana?
Scared to come to Detroit? Running, hiding cracked out
With ya momma. While you play with ya baby dolls and
Pajamas, don't let ya moms get ya brains blew out
With the cannon. I know you scared. Oh you scared
You scared. I know you scared. Oh you scared, you
Scared. Check this out...
It's about time you turned this off
Cause I'ma go and get my sawed off
And drink some fucking Smirnoff
And blow ya fucking head off
So much blood can't get the red off
You're better really dead off
Say the wrong thing can set a war off
Like Hitler, Adolf
It's a thin line between showing love and setting hate off
Pushing powder for power, taking cream from cowards
I would hate to not clock every hour
Something wicked comes this way off
So you better pray off
For another day, if not you might be shot
With the AK-off
Die when the bullets spray off
Jesus Christ, you begged for ya life twice
When the mortician embalmed ya body he took ya ice
In the coffin people often said you looked nice
With ya Royal Blue suit on, half ya face gone
It's time to pay up when the bodies catch the spray up
Evil that's still in these streets still won't allow me to put the K up
When the dope don't weigh up, these bitches wanna lay up
All in the D Spot and get the streets hot
The narcos roll around here looking for the crooks
The haters live around here give me dirty looks
I heard some haters plotting wanna kick my door in
Cause I gots more ends then all of ya hoe ass kins
Oh no, can't trust nobody, this game is deadly
And murder's on my mind inside my musical medley
And I
Skydive, just to stay alive
Maximum overdrive, some don't survive
I need some Therapy but ain't nobody helping me
These bitches think I'm crazy
I'm falling, I hear the demons calling
Skydive, just to stay alive
Maximum overdrive, some don't survive
I need some Therapy but ain't nobody helping me
These bitches think I'm crazy
I'm falling, I hear the demons calling
Calling my name, steady begging for change
Don't blame me for Russian Roulette when you started the game
Dead men don't sing, ain't no heroes in Hell
So you walk the bloody trail, either dead or in jail
I'ma bless you but you should pray for me
Cause I be doing wicked shit on the daily
Suicidalist, the suicidal recital
The U-N-H-O-L-Y be my mothafucking title
Murder rappers and combat so homicidal
I'm the center of the universe
I burst worse, I shoot first
When I do dirt you cursed
Last ride in the hearse
The preacher kicked the last verse
He told everybody gather around
If ya mind is lost, may your soul be found
If a bullet took away somebody you really loved
I see ya blessing's coming down from the Heavens above
Cause I
Skydive, just to stay alive
Maximum overdrive, some don't survive
I need some Therapy but ain't nobody helping me
These bitches think I'm crazy
I'm falling, I hear the demons calling
Skydive, just to stay alive
Maximum overdrive, some don't survive
I need some Therapy but ain't nobody helping me
These bitches think I'm crazy
I'm falling, I hear the demons calling