yung gypsy

spittin straight fire murder for hire gettin higher and higher bought it all from the supplier i dont dont fuck with liars cause im the fuckin truth put in the booth turn ya brains into soup lyrics so sick make ya ass wanna puke and if i happen to lose ill be back for round two now who the fuck is you run a train on ya bitch like choo choo smokin on the weeds till my fuckin eyes bleed daddy provided the seed then he split from the scence mommys to busy bein a drama queen left to my grandparents now they both dead yea they vanished still grew up to be a god dam cannon wothout the nick tho slingin dope and nickels dont think u cant be touched dont think she cant be tickled commin at u bitches like a missle yung gypsy in the hood like a v8 punch u till ya teeth straight