I mean the other day I woke up from this dream, better yet a nightmare.
Y'all think I’m finna die in this motherf**ker homie? Ya what I'm saying? You know what I'm saying? I mean I’m living, but I feel death breathing down my back. You never know when the Grim Reaper is around a cornerĬause I'm telling you many muthaf**kin' n***as You never know when it's your time to die You never gonna know when a motherf**ker gonna come up and put a fork in ya n***a I tried to move, but my body feels like it's been hit up with strychnine You finna meet him, that's when I reached for the fo' five I got from my aunties, and uncles, and nieces Poured the gas, and I got a match and a light In the casket forget what happened tonight His homies come deep and put chka chka through a n***a You never know how many people wanna shoot a n***a Or maybe he will come up in the door and do a n***a I'm thinkin' to myself they might hit me with theyįrom the wicked I proceed to eat them b*t*hes like an animal I'm thinkin' to myself I could go at any moment I might get- I might get- I might- I might get caught up and riddled N***as be trippin' when I feel a difference with this timeīut my body feels like it's been hit up with strychnine Talkin' this and that about what he is gonna beĭo it to me when he beat me like a n***a was a Gīut I already know that he is just a wannabeįrom the front about to watch it what I'm gonna be Little n***a always woofin' like he wanna be Nevertheless I was impressed by the way that n***a stood up in my space with the face of a demon (demon)Īll I heard was a pop, never knew that I was shotĭid my body even drop? Am I bleeding? (bleeding?) If they sent a pellet direct at my helmetīlood I will come back with the vengeanceĭrinking 150 150, fill him with hollow tips and harpoons What's the next step when you vision your death? Who wanna become affiliated with the c**t bitin' Havin' 'em runnin' from the track up like I'm Mike TysonĬhewin' a motherf**ka's lungs like an old lycan I will run up with the gun up like I'm Lex Luger The lead shooter be rippin' n***as stomachs if they want it Just because the way I hit you with the Fred Kruger If I kill him when I hit him with the pistol whipper
No repentin' for the murder I committed with theīurner all up in your face, might I catch another case
Many visions of my death, I have visions for dementia I mean I can actually see in visions of what it could be like, you know? It makes you wonder, have you done everything you really want to do in life? You know many times I've had visions of my own death.
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