ST Palm .E.Evers

(straight terror product of Enrique’s errors) (Start of 3rd “laduh” 0:11) What can I say except your motherfuckin welcome I don’t care if your ever ever well bum I’m Saint Paul Evers pull me like a leaver take cash you just another debter fuck the majesty it just magic me arrest her naw nigga watch me hex her watch me bless dirt yea I’ll raise a k outta it (0:29) yea I’m towerin she showerin in this shi so sour think it taste like flowers got this god like lustin power on the fuckin powder sticking a bitch for a hour(0:4.2) yea she a semom demon her mouth be leavin but she come every season make ya cum outta fetus blame it on the hoe cheating , now can I ask you this? Was it worth the bliss? Was it worth a tit? Shit now who gonna be leavin , man fuck a season you always be leavin yea she grieving , in your brain already hear the baby screaming , (1:4.2) yea im peakin in the mind of a bitch, yea the vibe a dick, yeah you know I got the fuckin vibe of a blick, trigger me your a digger in your own obituary oh these hoes yea bitch you worry ? See cause I respect a nigga who strive the ones who die tryin the moment you make it big is the moment you say fuck surviving cause it’s ain’t about drums it’s about bums and all you dumbs yall ain’t getting poured some rum (1:26.1) yall getting poured blood from the garden to Harlem ,across the map even any Lombard bums I’m callin out all bitches my shit list be like a hit list, why don’t you go check the ditches cause check your fuckin wish list is what you mixin what you rippin if not bein honest cause if you mockin your ass is wanted, I roll on chronic spin a block so fast your ass think it sonic ,better bite a peice your ass better be insomniac (1:52.7) you better fly away like a god damn robin and if I see any of yall sobbin it better be cause your momma stop calling cause when I pull up your heart stop hallin and you remember that the truth is your oops got mommas to when you on the other side of that Glocka but I ain’t need no gun to wipe no fuckin bums I ain’t even want my hand close enough to rub cause yo hol business stunk ima clean yall up on a track like eazy duz but when you feel under the weather know it was saint palm e Evers (2:25 let the beat finish)