Tonalità: Eb major
Verse 1
Db
Play me some of that $uicide
Ab
Db
pimpin' man
Ab
Db
You motherfuckers pitiful,
I'm too sick of you
I'm a walking visual,
Ab
Db
you boys refillable
Unforgivable
Once you cross me, hoe
Now you a motherfucking stain
to Lil Cut Throat (pow!)
Let the gun bang
Nuts hang,
Ab
Db
drug game ain't the same
"Savage," tatted on my face
Ab
Db
Grade A
Blazin' while we hotbox
Ab
Fuck a badge,
Db
fuck a cop even if the 'K hot
Watch me bust on any
block
Northside naughty
Ab
Db
Scope on the shotty
Semi blow ya' body
Tony gripping on the Tommy, bitch
Verse 2
Db
Ab
I bite the head off a bat like I'm Ozzy
Db
You got a problem motherfucker?
Ab
Come and try me
Db
I'm nothing like what you
Ab
punk boys wanna embody
Db
Ab
Norf, Norf, East Side '59
Db
Tony gripping Tommy
Ab
Db
Fuck around end up with your body, autopsy
Ab
I be that walking zombie, bath salts
Db
Eating bodies
Three choppas and a shotty shooting
everybody
Cigarette wet
Bumping Boosie Badazz
On them drugs, jiggin'
Ab
Db
Jaws locked—clinching
Ab
Trigger finger itching if
Db
you think I'm kid ding
Smoke leaking from the sticky
Ab
Db
that we smoking, boy
Fuck a Backwood,
Ab
Db
Swisher's what I use, boy
Smoke what I choose,
do what I wanna do
Motherfuck you and
Ab
your punk friends too
Db
Ruby, blunt lit,
Verse 3
lungs itch,
Ab
bitch, I like the sting
Db
Smoking potent thinking I'm the chosen one,
Ab
Db
bitch, I'm a king
I can hear my dead homies sing
Now my eyes always hurtin',
E
wiping tears with diamond rings, yeah, aye
Db
Hol' up fuckboy, who the
fuck said we cool?
Man, I quit smoking with
Ab
Db
hypebeast's back in 2002
What it do? Motherfucker I'm a fool
Ab
Db
Ruby Da Cherry is ghouling with goblins
If you got a problem,
then you better move
From the womb to the tomb
Busting out early, busting out soon
Ab
Db
Black out the city,
I'm back on them 30s
In 'bout 20 minutes we'll
be on the moon, uh
Drugs got me fucked up,
Ab
Db
sluts got me drugged up, fuck
Slap my face against a pill to
Ab
Db
crush it up
Government ID helps me get high
Seeing stars in the mirror like I'm
E
looking with a bright beam
Db
Lime green paint but the rims
looking Spike Lee
Gb
Db
Mighty sloppy, might be cocky,
Ab
am I in the right scene?
Db
Highly unlikely,
and I'm willing to fucking bet
Leave a pussy wet then
I leave a pussy wet
I'm a fucking vet,
I'm a motherfucking threat
Ab
Db
G59 the set, G59 will make you sweat
"I don't give a fuck," is
my fucking epithet
Lace up my Nike Decades,
meet me at Heaven's Gates
7th Ward by the lake 'til my death
Ab
Interlude 1
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Ebm
Db
Ebm
Db
Verse 4
He'll come off of your drunken stupor from Bourbon Street,
Saturday night
Get up in time to go to mass
on Sunday morning
And you tell God you're sorry
for your drunkenness
Only to go back out tonight
and get wasted again
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