Heh, see, it's a conspiracy, see y'all, y'all killgd my man
and now they tryin' to kill me. They think I can't see that.
You thi~k I can't see that.
I know you heard of me never but I murder forever
Impatient mental patient without health care
Detroit street-educated straight off the welfare
Powered milk drinkin', suicidal witchdoctor known for head shrinkin'
The government want me to stop thinkin'
Blink and I'm gone, reappear with the chrome to ya dome
Bustin' caps like raps on microphones
Now if you wanna talk to some crooks
Come to Detroit and getcha bling took
I ain't exaggeratin', I ain't playa hatin'
3 feet of snow and killas still roll dayton's
Oh my god, it's crazy
Think I want a different color mink for everyday of the week
Homey, don't speak on me
I'm the one and only gift the Unholy poetry
Poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry
Oh...the wicked shit, the wicked shit, you bitch
That's all, that's it, these niggaz talkin' shit
That's all I needed, one wicked rhyme never repeated
I'm heated, put acid on Skittles and make you eat it
And when he come up dead they be like
'He did it, E"did it'
I gives a fuck, I gives a fuck
Get buck, get stuck like a chicken get pluck
These niggaz in my city on a nut like what
Never been to a party didn't get shot up
Shot, shot, shot up
Never been to a party didn't get shot up
Didn't get shot up
Mental telepathy tellin' me I need therapy
I blew my cranium killin' brain cells, I'll never be sane
I'm insane, life in pain, that's whatchu gain
When it rain on the Unforgiven in the fast lane
This is ya brain on drugs but if it was ya brain on slugs
It'd be nothin' blood, 'cuz we livin' in a world that's ran by thugs
I said we livin in a world that's ran by thugs
And they quick to peel ya, kill ya, still they never fill ya
Until...you...die, until you die
Where we all go when we die?
Where we go when we die?
Where we all go when we die? [4x]
and now they tryin' to kill me. They think I can't see that.
You thi~k I can't see that.
Impatient mental patient without health care
Detroit street-educated straight off the welfare
Powered milk drinkin', suicidal witchdoctor known for head shrinkin'
The government want me to stop thinkin'
Blink and I'm gone, reappear with the chrome to ya dome
Bustin' caps like raps on microphones
Now if you wanna talk to some crooks
Come to Detroit and getcha bling took
I ain't exaggeratin', I ain't playa hatin'
3 feet of snow and killas still roll dayton's
Oh my god, it's crazy
Think I want a different color mink for everyday of the week
Homey, don't speak on me
I'm the one and only gift the Unholy poetry
Oh...the wicked shit, the wicked shit, you bitch
I'm heated, put acid on Skittles and make you eat it
And when he come up dead they be like
'He did it, E"did it'
I gives a fuck, I gives a fuck
Get buck, get stuck like a chicken get pluck
These niggaz in my city on a nut like what
Never been to a party didn't get shot up
Shot, shot, shot up
Never been to a party didn't get shot up
Didn't get shot up
I blew my cranium killin' brain cells, I'll never be sane
I'm insane, life in pain, that's whatchu gain
When it rain on the Unforgiven in the fast lane
This is ya brain on drugs but if it was ya brain on slugs
It'd be nothin' blood, 'cuz we livin' in a world that's ran by thugs
I said we livin in a world that's ran by thugs
And they quick to peel ya, kill ya, still they never fill ya
Until...you...die, until you die
Where we go when we die?
Where we all go when we die? [4x]
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you should just leave songs alone...no refreshing! every song on this website is usually left alone and even if they srent no one spends a whole damn WEEK refreshing a song!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I agree with you on that one Brandnew1208....trying to get your song heard...fine. But refreshing it to put it in the top 5 is just lowly.
we should just ignore this song so the artist doesnt get the attentkon they dont deserve by the way this songs lyrics suck more than an a.d.d baby
this is kinda pathetic... im resetting the views to 0
hahaha it sounds like a crap song anyway and the low scumbag who was sad enough to refresh that many times should be burned.....
detroit street educated?? whats that supposed to mean!!! im from detroit!!!!
yo yo yo. this song sucks. yo yo.
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yo this song totally sux my left nut whoever wrote it should just stop breathing and whoever refreshed it all those times deserves to be hit over the head with a large piece of mining equipment