Lyrics

[Intro] I won't soothe your pain I won't ease your strain [Chorus] I'll seek you out, flay you alive One more word, and you won't survive And I'm not scared of your stolen power I see right through you any hour I'll seek you out, flay you alive One more word, and you won't survive And I'm not scared of your stolen power I see right through you any hour [Verse 1] Boomin' Words From Hell, 2012, I should've been dead I can't say no more 'cause all this shit you know I been said Voices in my head, dead presidents, my friends dead Don't nobody love me, I'm the black Kunta Kinte Hot like caliente, Unholy padre You can steal my style but you'll still do what I say I'm blatantly payin' president shit like Ronald Reagan These niggas is waitin', hatin', accusin' me like Satan I wanna kill 'em all, mama, I hate they fuckin' guts I see these niggas, I'm goin' nuts, I'll never put my Uzi up I'm already dead, I been dead for years So don't shed no tears, 'cause I ain't happy here On these burnt up blocks I grew up like Black Ops Runnin' through the ghetto with a machine gun shootin' cops Pop, pop, pop, pop, you know my theme song America's nightmare, the dream's gone [Chorus] I'll seek you out, flay you alive One more word, and you won't survive And I'm not scared of your stolen power I see right through you any hour [Verse 2] I grew up in a crackhouse sittin' 'round machine guns Countin' five hundred thousand dollars in ones Life ain't nothin' but riches and riches Stay away from broke bitches and them snitches Get what you're gonna get, get what you're gonna get What you get don't make me shit My eyes on fire, my eyes on fire And everything I see is burnt up in this bitch Schi-schi-schizophrenic, ma-ma-manic depression Always had the answers to the questions The fallen angel fell from the Heavens above Father, forgive me, 'cause in my heart I had no love No love, we don't speak, ho, I'm hustlin' all week, though I'm layin' up sippin' that Clicquot with my little freak-ho She sniffin' that shit from Chico, this bitch think my name Rico She love it when I pull a knife and cut her booty cheeks [?] Hustlin' all in my blood, all we know is that Stand on truth nigga, yeah, you a dirty rat They out to get me, I know they out to get me But when they come for me I'm takin' a few with me All my niggas in the hood get rich Mathematic acrobatics, do another flip I don't give a fuck who you rollin' wit' If you in a hot car sellin' stolen shit It really don't matter, my pockets get fatter Shotgun blast and the all they blood splatters Master blaster king of disaster Shot another person for profit like the pastor Drug abusin', optical illusion Broke a blood vessel in my eye, fo' contusions Cruisin' for a bruisin', boozin' on the daily Livin' the life, nigga, it's crazy [Outro] It's crazy, this life, God bless (Felling any foe with my gaze) Unite! What up doe Love you all, love you all (Steady emerging with grace) Wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit Wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit Wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit Wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit Wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit Wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit Wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit Wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit, wicketshit