[Verse 1: Norman Atomic] Barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me Plague with the wicked ways, it's back to the rapturing Actually capturing souls in a black canteen Open the cap and become blackened Back to the back of the 'llac Flicking cigarette ash Got a chain made of crack I smoke diamonds and laugh at y'all strapped with the gat Like I'm actually scared to die Pull the fucking trigger, blah blah blah blah blah blah Back to the back, eyes rolling back Spent all my racks, spent it on crack Spent it on smack, look where I'm at Ain't going back, ain't going back
[Verse 2: Anthony Mars] Got a heart so cold, remember selling dope Remember selling coke, DEA pulled me over Plain cars, plain clothes I didn't bend an inch, I'm strictly sticking to the code Few years ago was masked up, robbing stores Set 'em up on Craigslist, then robbed 'em at the door I'm at the bottom trying to eat, I got no hope, fuck Big Ben's death had my head fucked up I'm popping roxys with the benzos, chest fucked up I guess my luck's upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
