Death

You ain't gotta say I'm the shit I already know You wouldn't even say that you thought of it on the low Try and stop me if you want but just know when it's time to go Got me on my kanye I'm going out of control Spazz out on my Meth n Red when I blackout This my bread and butter to stick you up for your cash cow Blast pow know you getting mad with a cracked smile Cause I'll have the last laugh and that's when you lash out Stabbed in the back by a pal or two Shoot him in the face for the human race is a power move Sing the song of those who doubted you I got a louder tune Truth is hard to swallow make em choke on the undoubtable I'm like rough sex with a rough neck Feel me coming but no way in hell that I'd be done yet Hater why you always looking down dont get upset Love said ready for a darker time at sunset Time You will see life and death Just go Go Why Would you question your step Just go Go People complain eating my brain bunch of zombies that I'm offing then I'm pleading insane Who's gonna know? Just the lord above the rest are part of the show Everybody got em a problem that you should know Or you shouldn't Couldn't wouldn't 've ever put in Feel like Jerry McGuire feuding with Cuba Gooden like Help me help you Help me help Ok I lost it Profit I'm back pocketing Fat knot like a noose in a sad plot that is catastrophic Anabolic mass top of the class yeah I have some knowledge blasting off in a damn rocket animal Van Gogh it I know it's Van Gogh C'mon Let's get on with the damn show Make em say ho like lionel chillin with panthro Fast forward So fast ended up in the past whoa Off your dad before little man born Time You will see life and death Just go Go Why Would you question your step Just go Go So many killings I can not help it Planet meltin They say it's better to have loved and lost then I'm glad I felt it But rather hellish if really thought about and you can't embellish Splatter melons for caterpillars butterfly stand up yelling Top of lungs Obvious fun Feeling like I'm 5 you duckin I'm hunting got me a gun Uh oh! Done with small talk and mumbo jumbo Cutthroat like I'm Jay Rock when he was serving up gumbo Stomach rumbling must mean I'm on the hunt again Dont you dare go rushing running into the jungle I'm runnin it So run it bitch The chains go on the floor Money come out your pocket just cause you hate on the low And that life Well... Its mine give it Reaching for the sky This time just isn't my limit I've given too many chances with no disguise gimmick why sin or lie Next life Just try winnin Time