We fight the delegates In the back of our heads Mind telling me if I'm dead? Well you can't stay focused Can't stay hopeless Someone I need drink Drown
used to be good like Ken Griffey I'm on fire like the tip of a blunt On fire like a nigga that let it drip for a month I'm a Blood, you can Crip if you
Santa Dimengo On a horse named Bingo A fugitive lookin' for Puff switchin' my lingo Stayin' at a hotel called the pink flamingo Callin' up MC from a cuatro cinco The set up
a dimmer force But of course, I'm the white boy that shows no remorse Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse Nigga Friday, fuck a Blacc
to do Santa Dimengo on a horse named Bingo A fugitive lookin' for puff switchin' my lingo Stayin' at a hotel called the Pink Flamingo Callin' up MC from a Cuatro Cinco The set up
stuck I'll wrap your promo truck with a Nambla stencil To prove that you're fucking babies frontin' up in a rental I knew a kid who navigated it slippery
labels Same horse different stable Puttin food on the table In this camp I?m champ I hit a beat up amp I spit shit that clamps And give the track a cramp
a T-bone steak tonight I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac I gotta eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack a stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack just call me Jack
a *** On fire like a *** that let it drip for a month I'm a *** you can *** if you want, just let it bump Like you got Scott Storch tied up in the trunk
a Jordan jump ya swaggers off a mannequin, my shit randomly tough nigga what? I die a today, at least I live it up you losers don't even know what
a nambla stencil to prove that you're fucking babies Frontin' up in a rental I knew a kid who navigated it slippery And fuel injected a speed ball on
'm short a screw or something now the only music bumpin is that 1980's hair band Ask "Pop-Rap" I'd rather beat a dead horse then throw a saddle on it,
mothers unbsene, she had a goiter attached to her face the size of a grape, had to cut it off with a lazer beam I put a gun to his head, should of bust
