I feel so alone.(sometimes) The niight is lonely for me. I probably won't sleep at all tonight. I have no need for any of this. Help me lord
go This shadow is not my own, This shadow grave is not my home I break on through to the unknown The cycle now is repeating, Of sunken ships and drunken kings
da King of The Ghetto, da ghetto is where I lay my head at, evade feds at, and break bread at! These Sommabitches got ah nigga fucked up, my attitude is
to corner, block to block Witnessing nothing but bullshit, first hand Niggaz killing niggaz, know I'm saying Everybody killing niggaz, you know I'm saying But we the main mo'fuckers, killing
screens falling Purple juice is how we ride and play, let's ride today T-shirts with starches on, cause we G's anyway Yep, this is for my ballers that
even look me in my eye, before they burn me up Two to the head, but it ain't that simple y'all can't turn me up dead Best believe retaliation is a must
attack, cause we cloak in the image of smoke Leaving motherfuckers broke like a king of jokes, mercy I know not of a feeling, but the thriller Of a killer
'm the type of soldier, A ni**a that seen Everything in my muthaf**kin eyes I seen my parents get killed To my muthaf**kin eyes I seen my brother kill
(dough) A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) A playa aint a playa if his ass dead broke (broke) (Repeat) (50 Cent) Is your bitch your bitch or is your bitch mines? Is
Straight up, I'll peel they cap I ain't gonna shoot up fools though to kill they track Listen As the horns blow It's King Corso Callin' out actors like
neccessary Esoteric shit devastating On new terrain entertain verses emulate rain from Ukraine Catastrophically kill whenever I touch heads Execute suckers orally kid is dead
I lean 50 karats in the crown, niggaz no more sceam just to let you sucker niggaz know I'm the king this green I smoke we call it drow its dead-liest
the Alley king Ace hood is my fuckin name Don't wonna beef I'm like black nigga eminem On crack bitch I'm a Sqash the beef Leave a nigga ass dead like
gold And i bet in your pocket is a 45 colt And this is judgement day, so why don't you stay And we're killing some time before it kills us anyway Don
UH! Had a dream I was king I woke up Still king This rap game's nipples is mine For the milking Till nobody else even fuckin feels me Till it kill