Victims

Listen up motherfuckers Heed my words of wisdom Talk that shit you get some This no weak man's kingdom We all be some victims I’m so i’ll tempered it drives me crazy All I’m looking for in life is some safety I’m like a rabbit if it had them rabies I’m fucking venom... wheres Sam Rami Go ahead and throw some shade my way I’ma cut throat like I was oj Cuz I’ve been hungry for 80 days So skinny you’d think my ass was a stray Still I wear my shirts double xl Look like I’m on my way to hell Cuz I popped this .45 shell But guess what I popped in myself Heed my words of wisdom Talk that shit you get some This no weak man's kingdom We all be some victims Sons of bitches be trying to find me I’m too busy putting the past behind me So you know that I’ma go blindly Into the future until I turn ninety Into my music I pour my heart and soul But maybe that's why that shit never sold Through all the hardships and stories told I’ma go till my fuckin body turn cold Ever since I was born I been violent But it’s not like I got a sense of entitlement All through school I remained silent But I think that's just because I’m a nihilist Heed my words of wisdom Talk that shit you get some This no weak man's kingdom We all be some victims The last and final verse The one that be putting bitches in a hearse Only because they had a purse Hit her with the car put that shit in reverse Afterwards make the bitch eat a dick While my homie got that gun on the hip This ain’t reality so don’t you trip It’s a hypothetical like my sanity is Nowadays you gotta look over your shoulder Cuz everybody think they a fucking soldier Beauty in the eye of them beholders F*ck it I think I’m just looking for clouser Heed my words of wisdom Talk that shit you get some This no weak man's kingdom We all be some victims