weak bail out alter egos
having mercy and can't rush me
check his words paranoid anger
unable to follow daddy's steps
coulding keep up failed the challenge
fonney ass mean mugging the air
don't punch back but he was knock off
lacking conviction a jealious as bitch
wishing who you came to see it was me
i ain't looking for you because you str. up do do
guess you wanted hang out with the in crowd voo doo
can't sleep tasting blood in your mouth and i didn't even touch a crew america most wanted unknown popping shoes
all the while attempt to copy my style shit kids you wild
i would have gave you the blue print so you can leave town
in a deep fryer formen's grill i still base pipes
and leave you searching the knight for a light

your a fien i know




TE-TE
The End - To Everybody