[1st verse] As I blaze the PM I inhale with the scent of a million men I exhale wit dumpin 17 up in the what the fuck I am? In the midst of a crisis God knows all the sacrifces I made Might have to hiest to get paid In spite But can't jiest the price Instead a nigga played bitch made Niggas think they know me The don't know me They, phoney funny But they don't know That I'm that ill type niggas that'll open that gut Not much luck I'm feelin skunk wit a capitol S Hit the cess Killed the stress Rottin away in the Midwest I guess They was right When they said that was such a psycho sight Sick inside a slight Deliver that makes me want to go Master P at night right No more pain I complain and pray to God, AND STUFFS It was unbearable until I tried COCOA PUFFS That chocolate tie got me willin to fly up in the sky But when I loose altitude that high Just makes me wanna come down and die Whos responcible for this madness, me? Whos responcible for this sudden strike of sadness, me? I can see I can look into your eyes Smile and then to your suprise I'll be yellin "Die, nigga die" When all the bullets fly Don't know how much longer I'll be on this Earth Cause I'm the worst type of, nigga on this here turf So disperse
[chorus] The worst, the worst yeah They keep tryin to pull me under But I been to long tryin to make it over The worst, the worst yeah After all that I been through I just don't know what the hell to do
[2nd verse] What it is What it was And what it shall be You tell me Cause this nigga ain't livin healthy Bitches think I got money from here to Shri Lanka So I'm thinkin of killin you when I'm makin love to you bianca Can't you see I ain't you seein what I mean I got plenty and mean streets my team tweaks So my future seems BLEAK Take a peak at me I ain't happy she got me Under child social serviceses and shit for bein a slacky pappy My khakis are low saggin from illio type little bags Pushin ten of them on top of the world like James Cagney Feel that agony People naggin me My ragedy life ain't worth livin sick of my aunt and uncle draggin me See me drink my life away Smokin tokin my life away Tryin to put this trife away In the deepest darkest hide away If I could fly today to the Golden Gates I could get away from this place of hell and fakes But it might be too late What it gonna be D-E-A-D Another S-T-A-T-I-S-T-I-C that's me Puffin that stronger W double E-D that hunger Don't know how much longer I'll be on this Earth Cause I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf So disperse
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[3rd verse] That's why I say F-A-H-Q If you ain't crew Some busters on my hit list betta hope it ain't you My pockets thin About to sin I got to spend About like 10 To get that Henn To make that blend To make that fool come up out his ins Devilish thoughts Hell is feelin kinda of crellish God tell us what we got to do to make the muthafuckin rellish Spell it, out to me cause broke is imbarrasin I'm psycho like Woody Harrleson I can make a comparrison Like Aaron Yates Norman Bates Perfect mates Dippin up in Wally Gates Bitches yellin head is swellin Thinkin of goin in hell and bakin with the beans Got me fiend Murder for my green Seems, I'm cursed not first The last verse I burst, into a blood thirst But what is it worth No hearst Nobodies turf Fuck planet Earth Disperse Because you're dealin wit the worst (the worst)
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The worst I know that it can't get no worst The worst, the worst yeah After all that I been through I just don't know what the hell to doTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
