Mortis (feat. MEECH!)

Serving up lots Sipping on rocks (Stop) Watch pissing on cops Sipping on rocks (Rocks) Popped and fell in deep In rocks from the pot Cuz I should of stopped my partna wouldn't cost to take a minute off Man my vision lost drowned in cough so much I kissed it off Fever-ridden dawgs Cut the ribbon when they flee the flawk That was eager hate They got weaker ways So you hate the mate No love to lick upon So he ditch the farm Hope you learned yah lesson what you pick up on Run to risk it all you gon forget the dawg But he forgotten you His mind you a rotten dude Weak like a cotton tooth You broke when he dropping you Dawgs pop back he can stand when the chopper shoot A toss and a swish the chrome ball through the copper hoop I'm positive this possy pop back And I'm positive my possy love friends We true to ourselfs tell the end Dance with it cuz I love you baby (I love you baby) This weather calling for a crep Lieutenant With the kick credentials Kick him in his mental If the wetness on a high percentage Had to f*ck da whitness So this case is finished Tune the doubts down Sink the liquor quicker Trying not to picture her Sighn yo picture if yo bitch with it It's yo bitch who raise my credit Admire giving Fire living Fire living I love you baby Have you ever heard of meech Fat rapper Chest hair nappy I'm black Hercules Dat nigga certainly A legend to the block Meech to rap What feet be To socks Bitch I'm cool like that The jeans ashy Call it Cool jet black We got the same seams aye I be Steppin wit my gang We ride like gangrene Takin whole limbs My Mama used to say You got brothers Not friends I felt like She was being mean But really what she meant Ya blood won't Cross you In ya dreams Not never From borrowed pants to furs an leathers We move together If I was Moses Mirt gone hold the scepter I die tonight Ike gone show the light Benny ain't no killer But he slidin wit that show ya right Soldiers versus gorganites Ain't nothing smaller right? A lil mess to step over F*ck appearances For life Ya neck get schlepped Over Left shoulders Carried to ya brig It's now the death quarters Peace lovers Fillin death quotas I guess the next hova Sweet meech All hail eternal me Ponder life an got the key I'm outta here Titans round my scoutin gear Biting down the house Appear Naked wit my armor on Steam from my pores Like a demon in the octagon