song

id like to stop and dedicate yo dedicate this song someone stop me if im wrong for the love love for this the love of tomorrow for the love life life after death for the love of killers who feel no sorrow there killin em off by the carloads there dump em off on the side of dirt roads bury em so there job and mom knows getting buried I guess haters all chose im as cold as ice im cold not nice suppose you could say my heart froze I guess u could say it's a cold game of art I chose art of war yo I suppose decisions grow just like a rose bros before these stupid hoe's in stupid clothes with stupid phones stupid does what stupid knows cupid knows what he does is stupid he still does it and i dont trust it im old school like eazy does it bustin flows I bet she loves it bustin balls tagging walls saying fuck it in a stolen bucket they say it was i say it wasn't wasn't me im sayin nothin nothin to lose and these hoe's be buggin she don't play 2 can play and I aint afraid afraid of nothin break up then we part ways we party hard for several days serious truckin a fucked up outcome wrong choices wrong decisions always made whens ones alone so i roll the weed and I get real stoned smoke 2 joints getting stoned alone smoke 2 more all on my own 2 fat joints straight to the dome