In my room Staring and tripping Look at the TV its Adult Swim Dripping the lick from the LSD Lucid I'm dreaming On broader perspectives Chiefing forever Smoked out with Ciara Right on 37, the hottest of weathers November the 4th to November the 6th On memory lane as my mind reminisce On my dawgs Why'd shit have to go the wrong way? Young breeds falling victim to the fucking gun play No MMG, just a RIP's And the channel 7 news Popping on the Twitter feed On the story about the beings Yellow tape at the scene Lead bullets to your jaw Martin Luther King She was only 18 hit got hit with 13 Be Careful where you go Cuz niggas is lurking All night, Poltergeist, Ghost Tell me who I can't approach Have all my dawgs drowning inside my head As I wonder how Rodney King might stay afloat Coast, dead Gone off the shroom pack Joints stay fat, like Joe Have a squad terror at your door Pour shit, head in the dead zone
I'm in that Void Tell me who fucking with the boy Back down 'fore a nigga get destroyed I'm in that Void Tell me who fuckin with the boy Talk shit but you wear corduroys I'm in that Void Niggas won't ride by side Take you out any moment you fried I'm in that Void Nigga gotta grab my nine On a nigga fuck up my vibe I'm in that Void
Why these motherfucker tryna plot? Crackers be acting green like that nigga Roger Klotz When theres no evidence Cuz blacks irrelevant Better scream fuck the world until it's celibate Criminal element with revolution intent Is a rebel, a-con artist with common sense Is a nigga based on the skin, not ignorance Is a bitch, obligated to suck a dick Maybe not Carol City Porters stay HOT Eleven shooters caught up inside a weed head shot Take photo, ended up in limbo Oh no Bringing out the Glock like Frodo Golem, destroying the land like Sodom Gomorrah, of eight twenty six I present you south Florida What I see, clear as Visine My brother ended up in a crime scene Cops are the only ones on a crime spree Carol suck my brother untimely Tryna get a little face so niggas try me So I’m coming at their scalp like Apache Indians in the biz down the 32 ave God damn nigga causing after math What the fuck you know I build, destroy Motherfuckers can’t feel that
I'm in that Void Tell me who fucking with the Void Back down before a nigga gets destroyed I'm in that Void Tell me who fuckin with the boy Talk shit but you wear corduroys I'm in that Void Niggas won't ride by side Take you out any moment you fried I'm in that Void Nigga gotta grab my nine On a nigga fuck up my vibe I'm in that Void
Is it time to be going I got the slide shit we throning I got the time and I'm choking Good guys be lying and I'm slowing This ain't no joking Oh oh oh People test before they know just who you are There's no time to waste I'm tryna make it far Heard this place a cloud Bitch be making them sounds When she finna go down Yeah yeah Yeah yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
