's making me sluggish Besides me, hogging up my THC In my hood, everybody got a PHD I count on my fingers, how many niggaz got a GED My life done work
expect To catch wreck in any cassette deck I'm so ahead of my time, my parents haven't met yet I'm feeling like Billy Bathgate My rap style is past great
Funeral planet, dead black asteroid Mausoleum, this world is a tomb Human zombies, staring blank faces No reason to live, dead in the womb Death shroud
half-pints X-O to act right, stay slurring my speech Hearin silent screams at night, disturbing my sleep Burnin my weed, the smallest thug caught a bug
FLit it again, Flit it again Like a Nigga wont get it again This is my game, and i'll ball till the death Sendin girls home wit the smell of BALLZ
See you when you get home We gonna puff the ism The future is right now Y'all motherfuckers listen [Chorus: repeat 5X] There is no future, the future is
hearts torn This is, this is the platform, takes respect to perfect the art form At times a battleground, where rappers get their hearts torn Every word is
All them bitches tried to play me You could my the dick Niggas tried to jump D You could get my dick I'm gon' bang when I see you So get my dick [Chorus
here with the skills you've missed The rejected stone is now the cornerstone Sort of like the master builder when I make my way home You know my steez... "You know my
will ever, make me warm again Life is death where I live, frozen grin my smile Sun is moon and out of tune, broken strings and bile Death is life where
satan for when i can start my own religion like carvin opening skulls with my braining saws planting micro-chips, lobotomies the pre-fix wizard to joining is
the poster Wild in the west, a student of my culture And life is the test, hold up Let a nigga catch his breath, we still payin' dues And the last one is death
the seal is broken which captured all misery while dark hands of fate fulfilled the augury The script of this tragedy Now lies in my hands I read the
Mid Los Angeles Thoughts is spannin like boleta and co-plots of bandits Natural advantage, you take life for granted Livin savage, even moose know how it is
of life, while seek wallets Money ain't, credit cards, some trust for their Gods In the Wizard of Oz, you get it all to get robbed Price is on the food