HENRY H HOLMES

(Fuck 88, fuck 88) Life is a maze I'm Henry H. Holmes You disintegrate to smoke up in my lungs Opp pack stacked, I'm smoking 'bouta ton Get you all wacked, I'm rolling up 'ya mom Street nigga always in a fucking band tee Bitch I'm one man deep Cause this banger handy Kicking down doors, I'm in 'ya fucking pantry Getting top from 'ya auntie Bust them cheeks no sandy (Bitch) Walk in the rain, rinse blood from my hands Get in my way, I promise your end Enemies decay to mark my intent I am not ashamed, remorse has long left I am not your kind, I'm built from different cloth Weakness in design, this whole generation soft Act like you're divine, rely on an absent god There's something in the sky and it clearly don't give a fuck The messenger relied on a sword that he would thrust Everybody dies nothing can save you from what comes I'm doing just fine when I decide to slice you up Clutching on the nine with your life I play god Life is a maze I'm Henry H. Holmes You disintegrate to smoke up in my lungs Opp pack stacked, I'm smoking 'bouta ton Get you all wacked, I'm rolling up 'ya mom Who else in these streets coming tactical (Tactical) Who else up the beam laughing manical (Manical) These seven six twos eat like Hannibal (Hannibal) AK rip 'ya flesh off, like a cannibal