$BACKATIT$

I'M BACK AT IT I GOTTA HAVE IT, I'M AN ADDICT, OUT ON STREETS RUNNING ON BRICKS CHASING THESE CHIPZ, SILVER SPOON ON WHIP BAG UP THAT SHIT AND GO MAKE A FLIP... I NEVER SLIDE, RIDE, OR WALK ALONE SMITH AND WESSON ON BOTH MY HIPZ... TWELVE HOLLWTIPS PRAYING IN BOTH OF MY CLIPZ, I LIVE WITH NO GUILT MOVING IN SILENCE,I I STILL SUPRESS MY DEPRESSION BY POPPIN THESE PILLS .. KILL PUSH ME I WILL I ALREADY INKED MY LAST TESTAMENT AND WILL SITTI,NG IN A CLOUD OF SMOKE GETTING HIGHER THAN YOUR LIGHTBILL, BIOLOGY CUT FROM A ZOMBIE I'M ALWAYS ON CHILL MYSELF I DIAONGNOSE WRITE MY OWN DOSE WHEN I FEEL ILL, THIS STREET MEDICATION MY ONLY MEDICAL EDUCATION, OPPS AND TRIBULATIONS I FACE IT HATERZ I KEEP THEM FACELESS, THEY ANIMATIONS HOLLYWEIRD COULDN'T MAKE THEM ANY FAKER , THEY CLAIM THEY SPITTING TRUTH BUT LIKE A PAIR OF NEW J'S THEY LACE IT TRY TO GIVE ME THE WORLD I WON'T TAKE IT, THE RECEPECE FOR VICTORY I BEEN TASTING IN AND OUT HELL'S GATE THESE DEMONS TESTING MY PATIENTZ HERE ON SUNDAY, MONDAY YOU BRAINLESS, HOW COME THE GANGSTAS KEEP CONFESSING THEY GO IN LIKE G'S BUT LEAVE OUT GAY WITH A QUESTION, SO SOUL MY AND SPIRIT I KEEP THEM SEQUESTERED, PRESSURE BUST PIPES BUT I BUSS UNDER PRESSURE BLAZING THEM MISSLES THAT BURN THROUGH YOUR KEVLAR FUCK A ROCK I'M THE FIST OF THE NORTHSTAR ...... BACK AT IT I GOTTA HAVE IT I'M AN ADDICT OUT IN STREETS RUNNING ON BRICKS CHASING THESE CHIPZ. SILVER SPOON ON THE WHIP BAG UP THAT SHIT AND GO MAKE A FLIP.. I GOTTA HAVE IT