Lyrics:
with a sicko
Caught by a killer Imma cut you down the middle Imma
Come and get you ‘cause I’m that schizo
Open up the chest for a sick show
All fun
back into my woman from now on (oh girl)
I'm sorry
Said I'm sorry for everything (ohh,
sorry) that I ever done to you (all the things I've done
everyone all on the funeral line
I shed so many tears, you could surf 'em
Before things get better, how bad they gotta worsen
I've been workin on being
misunderstood
I move with love
'Cause that's all I want
Human nature but I take it far
'Cause that's all I've ever wanted
Can never get enough
I get it how I can
the car and edit
Watch me pull up with no roof
That's 'cause I walk the dog and pet it
I'm like, hold up, wait a minute
Y'all thought I was finished?
a mathematician
When Rudy evaced the grave he stayed intact
You hate the fact that I've risen
Ma rap's insane
Colourful
Even these bars are light — passed in
probably never nada once ain't ever saw that till now
I've always seen things so differently, I was that awkward child
Lil bastard child, running wild,
that we all blow
I know I'm gon' hate some of the things that I do
I know I'm gon' hate some of the path that I choose
You switched on me like a TV, how
knows, nobody knows
But there's things that I've done that ain't nobody knows
All the sleepless nights and all these demons I fight
Ain't nobody know what
I've been slipping up
Tripping up
Saying things that were a
Little bit wrong
I can't edit myself
Wanna bury myself
But nothing feels so easy right
But I've done feel it before
I'm not sure how to sleep at night
I don't know what it's for
One thing that I do know is that
I've go to keep my head high
to play my position
I know how to play my part
I know how to play these bitches
I know how to play with they hearts
I've done some dumb things
But for
my blessings
Letting go of all the stress
Shit
I've had enough of that now I'm on the next shit
And that's the best shit
Most importantly I'm done with
lived right
Some would call me a cheat call me a liar
Say that I've been defeated by the basest desired
Yes I have strayed and succumbed to my vices
a feinding for the new news, new news
Like all of these activates part of you that don't mo, move
You back are gettin' closer but you don't have a clue
Who
Clue
Clue
Clue
Clue...
[Big Boi]
Out of the basement
Out of the dungeon
Look at these broads
What have you done to them?
Rippin'it, sippin'it
And you know, they gotta free one of my dawgs on that death row (on that death row)
On that death row, yeah (oh, no)
Y'all niggas don't know what we done
all the wrong ways I could have been
I've been used for all the love that I had given in
I've been thru so much pain caused by all these women
That's
play
[Baby]
Brother, you my hustler, and K.C. my killer
Michael, Curl, y'all lay back and peep these niggas
Dubbed all and wide open (whatever)
self-expression and personal development
When over half the world's population is starving?
There are so many things that might have been done,
But rooted
There's chaos on the main road
They called choppers and PEDs
All because of some shit that you said
I got killers with me (killers with me)
And they
Broken
Like I've been dealing with the Trauma
And everybody says all you have is Drama
I don't know if that's really the cool Thing to say
I don't
Now let's get down to business, bitches
'Cause it seems like y'all just keep on tryin' to diss this
Nigga that you know that's been down for years
in
All the things I've seen would turn a theist, atheist
I didn't get 99 marks in English, I was faking it
I got 98 'cause I don't know what
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