ghetto bitches only they want ghetto stars Bet your real ward if you fuckin hears people Sensitive dicks make the game so lethal Sequals ain't never heard ain't
I know inside, No one will ever know... The sorry tale of Edward Hyde, And those who died... No one must ever know... They'd only see the tragedy, They
on?" I listened to twenty-five songs And after that the brothers still wouldn't leave They started lookin' at my T.V I was gonna break down if they didn't
t make it to the family will If I don't make it, can't take it, hope the family will they aint crazy they don't know how insanity feel Don C just had
the club and ya boys taking stock a dem Am feeling one but the rest a cock blocker dem That's how you know you gotta bring ya game proper then Don't
', don't talk 'cause I'm listenin' Fuck 'round and end up missin', if you curious No weed or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya Don't make me have
but my money ain't there but I will not resort to welfare I care can't stop won't stop couldn't even do it if I tried if I said I did I'd lie let's ride
-cross Satan, heathens Non-God-fearing, lace thong wearing demons But glory go to God, y'all beneath him If y'all don't know that, rap with a old cat
double-cross Satan HEATHENS, non-god-fearing, lace thong wearing demons But glory go to God, y'all BENEATH HIM If y'all don't know that, rap with a old
got me fiendin' Body talkin' shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance Doin' eighty on the freeway, police catch me if
better believe, I'm on it You know if my team would wanted (Flow) Put G's up on it But naw, I don't get along with these rapping cats They mad my chain
rollin Thuggin by the deadliest G's, you can't fuck wit us to the pressure out of pressure, I'm loadin, blow you up Y'all know we don't worship sin
St. Claire thugs we love When they pumpin' them slugs now what See them duck from the scum When I dug them enemies deep in the muddy drug Don't run
' my name. These demons, they seem to be followin' me, come in all shapes and sizes, enemies, my friends, it don't suprise me. I try to help niggas make better, but they ain't
t disrespecting/ Ain't ever no questions/ If we gotta rebel and do some checkin'/ At any second, things can change an death attack/ And for the record you already know
world order) If we get our shit together Bitches ain't nothin' we none Make this shit on the streets for you to know to know We gettin' our shit together
caps So satan called his posse full of demons and witches We met up at the Abyss ready to salughter the bitches Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went
it's supposed to be close? And uh I just don't know but I be out here fightin? demons And it's like a curse that I can't shake this part of Cleveland