I am going insane This shit is all the pain I can not maintain All the shit inside my brain I wish you could be me Then this shit you would see How tired
Had too many cold ones to my head The party's just begun the world's already spinning I must be out of my mind Because I'm scamming on a girl Who looks
twisted son. Imagine living there. A world based on a state. "AN INDIVIDUAL DIES" is passed to a jock with a car thats fast. YOU'RE THE PROBLEM
d like to have a problem like that Give me those problems I think that I could solve 'em I'd like to have a problem like that Sure would like to have a problem
not enter into temptation God gives me strength, I'm going to be crucified A crown of thorns and disgraced by scourge I took up my cross had to carry it to the skull
measure life by how one lives and what he did And funny how these black killer companies is makin' money off us Fast food, cola, soda, skull and bone
and bats, so nigga don't test Rest or you get a peeled cap Pap, pap that pump, better check that gun For a nigga done get that skull cracked Lil' Rip
I'm slaucing It's for the auction rapper bop the copper got gospel on 'em Who wanna magnum? Who wanna tag 'em? Bag 'em up ain't no problem, baby, bitch
down, 48 trackin' Ski mask, kick in doors in, straight beat jackin' Ball battin' rhymes all in your skull crackin' Actin' like I got a problem that's
got a I got a I got a I got a I got a Foot on the pedal Pressin' the gas Gotta Switch in the middle That's close to my hand Grab a Skull Head Come time
win every time you try to fight it Suddenly, he starts to convulse and his pulse goes into hyperdrive And his eyes roll back in his skull His back starts
Skulls and crossbones and death bandanas A liqueur store in every corner in Atlanta Cops riding round tossing niggas in the slammer Tell me what?s wrong
flow is in the pocket like Wallace I got the bounce like hydraulics I can't call it, I got the swerve like alcoholics My freshman year I was goin' through hella problems
a skin From snakes, that was dirty as rodents Therefore to a starving one, the call for hunger is potent Some kids at a young age, their skull is fractured
you the greeting of thought manifested skill To finally reveal the open-end chapter As real as the flesh that you're embodied in To the skull cavity
' lit I'm solo now, and still money I have to fuckin' split Business ain't straight in glamour world, fuckin' hell gate All these things I been through, your skull
then I feed em chop chop rippin sheets from your skin Terror is in, with the rza and the grym Problem one now begins, hah! Streak up your skull to the
'll give your ass a Holy Spirit Stressed full, try to avoid all impure thoughts, I am loosing my mind Can you please explain to this court when these problems