Fuck an introduction, bitch You already know $uicide Death row Riding slow mo in a 4 door with no hoes Kicking it Toe to toe with the po-po All of the smoke that I blow I become a no show Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard got your ho froze in a snow globe Leave 'em hollering "Oh no!" More so when I pour up When I glow up don't show up You know what? Don't throw up the motherfucking set *59 on the grey place a bet Slit wrist same color as the vette Cigarette smoke etiquette Forget the Old Testament I'm more reckless then the almighty heaven sent Yeah we never fucking met again Snake skin belt cutting off my blood flow Check the motherfucking severance Jacket full of bullets check the motherfucking letterman
[Verse 2: Yung Scarecrow]
Ticky tricky Time That's why it's $uicide till the fucking afterlife Leaving a fucking knife right next to the seat Thinking you want to die when you move close to me Nose bleeds for the dope fiends sleeping next to me Hopefully I will just be in a bad dream But it seems that the codeine turned me into a dope fiend Now I'm in a nightmare as my mind screams for that more money, more murder More junkies, more serving No running, no turning No swerving on an ice cold road Yung Scarecrow be looking like death row Blood colored bathrobe with an ice cold ho ya know? Fifty nine grey killers looking for a fucking homicideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
