rawdism
intro im just sitting here lookin back at my life and I've realized there's not much left this rawdism bka half dead listen 2 these words like they're voices indide your head Maniacal Joker Association verse 1 I've been struggling my life is getting short mental illness my mind is slightly warped chain smoking light another Newport and they're trying to give me sixty years in court everybody's telling me to watch out but I just took fifteen in a cop out I wish I could have seen this all in advance a good portion of my life still a second chance my crime spree something like a massacre now I'm marking off every day on calendars all these flaw ass bitches aint shit and in the pen this music became my outlet when i was young i thought i was grown fucking nasty bitches call it peechie cabrone now I'm in the streets thugging and shit riding down Lane with the extendo clip chiggy chiggy chonga yeah we got them choppas hit him in the chest call it heart stoppers just chill cause I'm just a pill popper someone call a doctor i think I'm going under and then I heard the thunder as the gun went boom as they tried to bury raw dawg in his tomb but I can't stop never have never will cause it's die mutha fucker die mutha fucka kill no more pain no more lonely nights no more lonely nights now I'm back on the block and fuck these hoes let these bitch ass niggas get comfortable cause when they get caught slipping their ass mine in they'll probably be the next victim of a homicide these bitches think im playing but im as real as it gets and the tears that you cry won't buy your innocence you need to repent this time I vent next time youll see how the bullet casings are spent catch me rolling down the street in a blacked out hearse every verse that I burst is a venomous curse i breathe fire from my barrels like the gates of hell fifty rounds extended clips lead bullets and shells as i ealk through the valley of the shadow of death dead corpse everywhere as I turn to my left i see a vision of myself black mask and all middle finger to the sky screaming fuck the law cause the police are the devil C.O.'s are the same a million years locked in perdition now I'm shackled and chained I need a Blount for every day cause I got to stay high it's the closest thing to heaven when I reach for the skies
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intro im just sitting here lookin back at my life and I've realized there's not much left this rawdism bka half dead listen 2 these words like they're voices indide your head Maniacal Joker Association verse 1 I've been struggling my life is getting short mental illness my mind is slightly warped chain smoking light another Newport and they're trying to give me sixty years in court everybody's telling me to watch out but I just took fifteen in a cop out I wish I could have seen this all in advance a good portion of my life still a second chance my crime spree something like a massacre now I'm marking off every day on calendars all these flaw ass bitches aint shit and in the pen this music became my outlet when i was young i thought i was grown fucking nasty bitches call it peechie cabrone now I'm in the streets thugging and shit riding down Lane with the extendo clip chiggy chiggy chonga yeah we got them choppas hit him in the chest call it heart stoppers just chill cause I'm just a pill popper someone call a doctor i think I'm going under and then I heard the thunder as the gun went boom as they tried to bury raw dawg in his tomb but I can't stop never have never will cause it's die mutha fucker die mutha fucka kill no more pain no more lonely nights no more lonely nights now I'm back on the block and fuck these hoes let these bitch ass niggas get comfortable cause when they get caught slipping their ass mine in they'll probably be the next victim of a homicide these bitches think im playing but im as real as it gets and the tears that you cry won't buy your innocence you need to repent this time I vent next time youll see how the bullet casings are spent catch me rolling down the street in a blacked out hearse every verse that I burst is a venomous curse i breathe fire from my barrels like the gates of hell fifty rounds extended clips lead bullets and shells as i ealk through the valley of the shadow of death dead corpse everywhere as I turn to my left i see a vision of myself black mask and all middle finger to the sky screaming fuck the law cause the police are the devil C.O.'s are the same a million years locked in perdition now I'm shackled and chained I need a Blount for every day cause I got to stay high it's the closest thing to heaven when I reach for the skies
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