Bitch I'm livid, break you with the pivot Snipe away ya life, don't croak or ribbit Your jugular I rip it, your throat you're gon' give it I'ma take a piss on your vocal chords, I'm shitting On the fucking living, that's you living Murder be the murky mission Raising up the sight high in the kitchen eating spinach I'ma menace, I'ma finish on your girl, with the pearls You gon' wife a thot well that thought gon' make me hurl
Run fast, consequences run fast You will never run past Give the gun a dumb dance, dumb dance (Ossaya) Run fast, consequences run fast You will never run past Give the gun a dumb dance, dumb dance
Separating and sedating I'm home and I'm turning them in and I'm choppin' your bones I'm crazy like rabies and I don't want to wait, I've be waiting And lately been patient, but tonight there'll be patients galore Right up your fucking alley doc, I be swangin' the sword There gon' be lore about Haarper, taking out the arches A man to a king, merking pawns and the farmers I can feel your hatred, I was the black sheep But now I got the upper hand, your life and yours to keep, motherfucker
Run fast, consequences run fast You will never run past Give the gun a dumb dance, dumb dance Run fast, consequences run fast You will never run past Give the gun a dumb dance, dumb dance Run fast, consequences run fast You will never run past Give the gun a dumb dance, dumb dance Run fast, consequences run fast You will never run past Give the gun a dumb dance, dumb danceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
