i thought you grew
i thought you knew
hatred ain't new
and blacks turn blue fresh fleash blew
all them thoughts of revenge was few
reduced you to baking soda in the crack clue
resting on your back wit an uncontrolable uncurable clap
snapple snap spines where's mines brew
pour out in your rememberance
standing under bullet proof umbrella monk didn't get wet
pace setter pull a trigga vet
murder stop listen to devil on your shoulder
hollering take over wit a childs cap gun
i let you believe you won and make a bet on the pussy
threw the mega phone silence'n your war cry
i see you wish i dye
why mighty me zin you just blend
into a enjoyable mode
you sold out coming back holding
a dons banner
more salted then planners peanuts
yo line as cheeks out kiss a metal pop sickle
heart ripples skin tears fickle as nigga
or should i say nigger
it fingers playing hot head
but bouncing on stage holding lips between hand
bitch nigga can't stand
i'll bang you rock band
you the man dressed in jasmine pink can't hold yo
hand in a concert of the smirkless
sharks inflict terror

naw but 4 real
what's up
good to see you trying new paths
but you know me i just laugh and bust nuts
on iron jesus buts
pray for me hehehee tete

and the moderator all over my dick
deleteing his spit
punk as ways of a church boy in a phew
saying i believe but i can't leave!