[Verse 1: $crim] Hot boy off the north with the tats on his face Run, run, run, find a place where you safe Far from grace In my maze where I play Pray on your faith when they claim that they saved laugh in your face Trying to jump home boy? You might want to refrain Keys to the gate Talking hell, little bitch, and you ain't gonna escape hold up Jump out with the glock cocked Going non-stop Aim the red dot Shoot a mother fucker dead where he laying Ain't stopping until the gun lock Motherfucker out my box Head been knocked by the worst kind Gorilla from the 59 I'm a psycho Check my bloodline
[Verse 2: Ruby] All of these bitches afraid of me And all of these fuckboys - they hate on me So just to sum it up Basically, i really couldn't give less of a fuck I'm from the era of terror The product of financial pressure Social conformity Religious error Mention the devil They'll fuck off forever The new millennium brought nothing better I wanna see blood stains on the grill of the Mustang Couple pills just to numb the pain Six roads, one way Flames arrise Burned my eyes I'm late for judgement dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
