yeah my shit be hittin

ok listen yeah my shit be hittin an yeah trint be spittin im ballin like im pippin front row where im sittin i dont do no switchin damn my bitch be switchin and real good in tha kitchen i cant do no bitchin fuck wid her get missin fuck wat you heard bitch im a third and i give u my word that shit gone get upsurde if disrespect accurs pussy are u sure tha ur not an amature sure i can tell a pussy when i see them in tha am and tha pm man i hate to be him when i spot him it gone be grim im tear em limb from limb make his mama sing from hymns spittin pseudonyms vowels nouns and verbs james patrick the third kill tha whole heard now my sight is blured from tha blood in my eyes i can hear the cries but they not coming from the skies im tierd of all the lies i just wanna get by all i do is try but i stay too high this alot of pressure psi plus ps i cant remember how i lost my temper how i dont surrender got what u need im a vendor hide it in my fender but first i pay the sender yeah my shit be hittin and yeah trint be spittin im ballin like im pippins front row where im sittin i dont do no switchin yeah yeah yeah