trying to live a life That's completely free. You're racing with the wind, you're flirting with death So have a cup of coffee and catch your breath Oh
the niggas leavin' slugs in ya crime cipher We got the town locked With underground stock around clock workers to serve us Responsible for many murders We left your town with
hill was number seven silhouette [Chorus: Slug] (And with this) head splitting tears, cement breaking weeping for these people walking in their sleep (these people walking in their
self respect. Don't wanna pay no dues, just wanna drop like a fucking LP tomorrow.. And then to top it off, these motherfuckers, they don't have no heart to their
change I know that I haven't changed A shoulder to lean on and then break/embrace I'm barely breathing with my status day to day Caught off guard by
themselves who'll suffer the effects of their filthy labour? * The wealthy obscene with their obscene wealth Applaud the carnage from their grandstand
period even wit his eyes closed and his mouth shut and his ears cut off" -Equipto ya man i see you laughin and everything you better catch your breath
the past have tried to do what I did Just the way I came off them, I'm a come off Stronger and longer, even with the drum off And the blow that I deliver
get your cash to me My street team, promote nothin' but ass whoopins Hard headed, handsome boys, the lost niggaz The type that sport the chicks on their
fuck like Marky Mark on Boogie Nights while Guinessed out, while famous bitches give me head with Pop Rocks in their mouths Me dissapear? Never again, go to war with
like Marky Mark on Boogie Nights with Guinness Stout while famous bitches give me head with Pop Rocks in their mouths Me dissapear? Never again, go to war with
with my Louisville slugger Another notch added every time I beat a mother fucker Stomp a mother fucker, drag they bodies in their back yards Chop heads and hands off
ladies With their own babies Carry my memory until if fades away My mother came to visit me, yesterday on my birthday She laid a single rose on my head
trying to push emotion on me Becoming your new found enemy (better let it be) I came to drink and ball (you're upsetting me) Talking shit under your breath
away sir Sir do you mind if I breathe sir oh you do? Well excuse me sir fuck you I breathe slow, I'm running with these fantastic amalgams Painting casket
it got eight thank yous in the mail, but nine planets means there's one left only the earth would thank me later with a breath taking sunset (man, I'm
and that, that and this Another suing me, well I add him to the list Flows and flows, with the girls with the tight clothes Saying anything to get off
draining all of their energy and then with a swing Off with their heads, the gates slowly and mysteriously opened So curiously I moseyed in with intensity