Bring out Your Dead

Out of the way kids Used to smoke crack, now I count fucking racks Mack Daddy smacked, lickin' a powder bag Back on my bullshit, white Benz coupe Fit three in the back, and that's not including your bitch too, shit Mutt hit the blunt like a bump $lick in the cut with the cut, no, we never gave a fuck If I cum, suck it up, bitch, I'm fucked Lead in the brain, I got tar in the lungs Dreads full of stank, til' my car fuckin' stops Nothing to gain, I got nothing but bad fucking luck Lean the seat back as I swerve and I crash Yeah, this blunt mixed with glass, as my dreams turn to black I'm ash Put 'em in the back, no strap in the backpack Just a bunch of trash Told Zac, "If we ever fell off with G-59 or FTP Let's just be terrorists, blow up on NBC" Bitch, you gon' die, hoe Bitch, you gon' die, hoe They be actin' for a fuckin' bitch I'm 'bout to shoot this bitch Bitch, you gon' die, hoe Bitch, you gon' die, hoe They be actin' for a fuckin' bitch I'm 'bout to shoot this bitch This for any p***y boy wanna act up (act up) Find yourself dead with no guts (no guts) Voice in my head sayin', "Kill yourself" So, so, so I wrote a note Hot boy, turned cold To whom it may concern, f******u and the world Nurse these Xanax, anxiety on panic Fuck, fuck, fuck, I got to go I got a sixty pack waitin' at home Feel like a zombie, I'm all alone Everyone clones, please tell your bitch to stop hitting my phone Hollow tips to the whole motherfucking game (game) Hollow tips, gonna insert in my brain Bitch, you gon' die, hoe Bitch, you gon' die, hoe Hanging out the motherfucking window 'Bout to shoot this bitch Yeah, you gon' die, hoe Yeah, you gon' die, hoe Hanging out the motherfucking window --- Bring Out Your Dead - $uicideBoy$