OLD TOWN

Yeah, it's a smelly old town Everybody's got a vice on this merry Go round Never think twice about what'll go Down Just living for the minute till Their liver gives out Listen up now, if they never gave a F*ck at the Beginning How they Gunna go and give a f*ck Now Picking up some powder coz they Given up But any buzz that it could give is Never big enough These bitches claiming to have Anxiety but Really love You need to stick to some sobriety I'm serious Frivolous Pressure bursts pipes, ulterior Motives Hoping for closure And no one'll Notice Over indulgence All the exposure Addictive Elixirs fit for corrosion Burning my soul now I'm Sick coz I Wrote this Shit getting thick like my dick down Your throat Bitch Beat comes back like my dad never Did So relax when I'm shitting on the Track Laxatives Facts hurt feelings and perhaps I'm a Dick But I'm holding up a mirror to the Twats Chatting shit Racking up points on the board in My Jordan's One on one game make you forfeit Trapped in this boredom Dragging damage back to the Forefront Chase the magic dragon coz it's Moreish Hanging with the crackers packing Bags of the Sour Trafficking that shit never paid by The hour Swagger black pelican turning up Louder Caught in deep water watch you all Flounder You could never last in this game I Devour Alllllll of these lames like chowder F*ck with L.Mayne tell em rest in Power Put that on my gravestone next to The flowers Open my mouth and the words fall Out Wanna know what it's about you Can ask Joe Pouch Yeah we ain't no slouches busters or Cowards What you talking bout All mouth No Trousers F*ck the whole town if it don't f*ck With my Album Mayne Event records you already Know the Outcome