The Thin Grey Line

歌詞

I feel like Princess Peach Rose gold all on my Mercedes Rose gold on my bitch Lookin like her name Mercedes I need a hoe who down One who'll ask whatup ladies Switched out the friendly smile With a face that reads fuck you pay me Ain't got rabies I just overdosed off coke and dope I know they hope I died My back is aching from holding the underground down Ever since we dropped high tide Standing in my grave like I aint 5'9 One more minute til the hours done I take my time Fake my pride It's really all about state of mind Reality reflected the state of your nervous system Listening in on ya bitchin it sounds like belong in the kitchen I ain't got time $ui suicide Made a whole culture that's based on dying Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line Wetto in that TRX Higher than the upper deck The way she suck my dick, I'm rubbernecking at her rubber neck Christians holler what the heck? I call me to cut my check Overdosing off the dope and still ain't feeling nothing yet Glock 19 with the red dot beam Fuck rapping, when I'm shooting I'm at my best Police come, take the AK out Aim that mother fucker straight right at his chest Talking about killing got my dick getting hard Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more When they bury me put the scripts in my jacket Hoes in my casket, think I need four? Oh oh oh, walking this beat Face looking like ain't nothing I ain't seen Dogs in my lungs every time that I breathe Ima fiend for the war, Ima breed they can't be Say what I mean, lie when I speak If an opp die before we can meet I'll catch them in hell and I'll send him to heaven Not even his God can fucking protect him Got bitches that love me that I don't remember My gang members around in me every direction It's $UI!