Realism VS Idealism

Its, a, smash! Players never, players never, play- play- players never die Give her antihistamines, pistol green like it's a buck Trigger squeezin' like I'm fiendin' for a reason to give up For a reason to give up, fo-for a reason to give up (Yeah...) Trigger squeezin' like I'm fiendin' for a reason to give up (Yeah) Yeah, they call me Yung Mutt, in the cut, smelling like some indica All these hoes keep splitting cuffs, spilling guts, no ands, ifs, or buts If her butt was any fatter, I'd be fucked and quickly bust Splatter kids all on her mug like she's allergic to my nut Give her antihistamine, pistol green like it's a buck Trigger squeezin' like I'm fiendin' for a reason to give up Be-Bend ya knees, begging please, like I could really give a fuck Uzi tucked against my spleen, I'll make you bleed until you rust Yeah, for the static, I'm an addict Back at it, like a chiropractic crack habit If I want it, I'ma have it, knock you off this fucking planet Send your corpse up to the stars, replace 'em all with fucking maggots Yeah, pants saggin', red flaggin' I'ma get the bag, whether it's paper or it's plastic All these fuckboys I be slappin', ain't got time for all your cappin' I'ma conjure up my demons, whisper all their names in latin Billy bob a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli Billy bob a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli Billy bob a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli Wetto Makaveli, W-W-Wetto Makaveli Yung Wetto, it's Yung North, mane, whippin' in a Ford thang Grippin' on the hammer, Indiana, $licky Fort Wayne Pot filled with white dust, house color white nut Looking for the chewin', Patrick Ewing out a white slut Cup dirty, Glock 30, murk a mothafucka' quick Eastern bloc, sticker shock, custom how I rock a Benz Five percent on the tint, lookin' like The Babadook Fuck a fight, I'd rather shoot, my youngins holla "hootie-hoo!" I yell amen, hollow tips rain in *59 guerilla, I'm too real for them to cage in Southern Cajun, suckers bite the pavement Told that hoe to hit my agent, talkin' bout engagements Fuck a blame shift, I'm that motherfucker, boy Creeping through the night, turbos breathin' like they paranoid Billy bob a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli Northside, burn 'em at the stake while singing Bloody Mary Give her antihistamines, pistol green like it's a buck Trigger squeezin' like I'm fiendin' for a reason to give up For a reason to give up, fo-for a reason to give up Trigger squeezin' like I'm fiendin' for a reason to give up B-b-billy bob a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli Billy bob a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli Billy bob a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli Wetto Makaveli, W-W-Wetto Makaveli --- Realism VS Idealism - $uicideboy$