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You wanna be dead nigga? Yeah you, you wanna be dead? Now how you lie, `cause I`ll kill you Yeah I`ll kill ya
Lord for bid, I do a bid I never bid on a suckas life And if I did, it`d be a jacknife I`m out to kill a clone Nigga be actin` silicone, still it`s on, still it`s on In my darkest hour, I clock the glock Death is certain, life is not I got 13 ways, less than 7 days To change my wicked ways before I`m off to an early grave One more is drug related, another body murdered premeditated Fallen victim to what I stated You don`t understand me `cause I`m dyslexic My styles come sick as anarexic I don`t sing church songs but bust shot guns At ministers `cause I can`t trust none Break out the skull and bones Here comes the ill ass nigga with the 3 5 7 chrome And it goes on in my maggot brain I remain insane to bring the pain with the migrane Niggaz with breasts I`ll snatch yo` heart out `cho chest And stand like a `cano possesed as I finish `em Your silicone leaks, nigga
Nigga, silicone
All I hear is your screams Somebody`s screamin` out my name I weigh my uzi on a triple beam Unload my magazine niggaz can`t read me Red rums all I hear so you wanna bleed me I pop niggaz like corns, stickin` niggaz like thorns And I yawns at your funeral while your family mourns I`m not inclined to sympathize in my mind I`ll be glad when you in a body bag for bed time You can`t afford this, all aboard this Nighttrain, come and ride the midnight maggot brain I need some therapy I shot my therapist He got me pissed, `cause I`m nothin` but a straight suicidalist Idiotic, my voodoo`s symbotic to a mad man I`m down to put a slug in an arean And I`m down for whatever, whenever, however Is clever whether forever or for never So don`t test one mad motherfucker If you do, dick sucker, I`m a pop yo silicone
Nigga, silicone Nigga
My wicked shit is wicked, niggaz bite it when I kick it But I`m sick with this, it`s so ridiculous I don`t believe in God, so it`s odd Everytime I bust ill shit, niggaz screamin` oh my God I got the G-Lo, I got the kilo And it`s cocked to pop, pop, pop piggity pop pop And it don`t stop it never did The wicked shit`ll never die, I have no alibi for murder, shit I`m contemplatin` suicide 24 7 And like I told your ass before it ain`t no fuckin` heaven I`m mannick depressed, I`m panicked to never confess I`m the one that put them slugs in my moma chest Premeditated, murder`s always on my fuckin` mind Body outlined chalk to walk the flatline You wanna know what goes on in my maggot brain It won`t stop until the whole world feels my pain Came in cold dependencies, suicidal tendencies Mental stress got me beggin` for eternal rest I must confess to the real, I`m out to kill a clone I pop tittie niggaz that`s silicone
Nigga, silicone Nigga, nigga, silicone
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