Subliminal Verses Culton is straight sendin em to hearses Spittin that deep shit you would think it’s some curses I ain’t the one you want be be versus Daddy was a crackhead He beat on momma She was a hard worker and paid the bills While daddy was fucked up for the thrills I came from Trailer Parks and Ghettos So everybody knows It will always be money over hoes Tell me watchu know about some waking up to put kerosene in a heater to keep warm Cracks in the floors Plastic over doors 12 people living in a 3 bedroom house with only 2 people working I don’t know how I got this far but god damn it I ain’t gonna stop Until I spit and rip that shit right on top If I’m speaking the life I’ve lived ain’t no way I could flop Grew up poor if we didn’t have it then we stole it You could catch me pickin shit off the counters at the pantry We wouldn’t starve because momma was a g Don’t tell me about struggle if you ain’t had it Sometimes I was lucky if I had a jacket So if I had too I’d run up on you and jack it We was fightin before we was learning that backwoods street living wasn’t nothing to fuck with I am only a man I could never be perfect But if you listen it’ll be worth it Lookin at me you wouldn’t think I could spit But I mean shit It’s elementary Like some lmnop But if you can’t spell Then you don’t wanna F with M E If you a hot stepper I’m gonna be a hot stomper Get out my way you a faggot Probably wear a romper Any beef and I’ll conquer And that’s all I’m gonna spit on this one Don’t push me or I’ll have too shit on the next one