EBOLABLACKSYPHILLIS (ZAZA)

Yo I got a problem bro People be saying Cheif Keef ain't this Cheif Keef ain't that Like what the f*ck bro!? What the f*ck is all that shit about man!? Hello monkeys! Uh yeah I feel like Lil Darkie when I said that uh But my name is D-Breezy wit it uh uh Yeah they call me Karmyn Yeah they call me Flaco Yeah they call me Breezy uh This shit way too easy uh All these bitches need me Hit it once then I'm leaving I been smoking on that Zaza 72 72 like Osama I behead a Dalai Lama The blacker the cracker the faster the wrath of the truth Psilocybin divided the mind I'm fighting excuse Let it burn to the floor All the love you adore in a hearse Serotonin Disruption Affliction Informants Bitch wanna f*ck!? I'm sticking a dick in your organs like ahh Hit 'em wit that one two I come through to f*ck you again What the love do you trust to the one who confess That they hate you to break you and make you the mess You mistaken the patience with pain for the sex Feel like spongebob blow me like a bubble bitch Poppin Sensu Beans for the f*ck it Mi4 what I bleed Break her back slap her ass Left that bitch with some rosy cheeks Say it how it is Give a f*ck about diplomacy Call her Snowhite Snorting so much coke her nose'll bleed Woefully spitting poetry Nobody for the moment could notably hold a roach to me On the throne where the chosen sleep I'm tired of being sober I'm tired of doing drugs Tired of being tired I'm tired of all the love Tired of all the hate Tired of waking up And seeing the world around me dissolve and bathe in the muck I been smoking on that Zaza 72 72 like Osama I behead a Dalai Lama The blacker the cracker the faster the wrath of the truth Psilocybin divided the mind I'm fighting excuse Let it burn to the floor All the love you adore in a hearse Serotonin Disruption Affliction Informants Bitch wanna f*ck!? I'm sticking a dick in your organs like ahh Skin that motherfucker alive and leave his jaw broke Sinning and it kills me inside I think I lost hope Winning couldn't stimulate pride you fucking cockroach I'm playing with extendos I need me a long rope This is how the end goes I've always been a lost soul The uglier the truth becomes with each reveal I'm on the road Grasping at the grace of god when satan seem more plausible Will I die alone My psychiatrist said it's possible Yuh Yuh