Guilty Interlude

Lyrics

[Verse] They killed her guilty, I'm dealing with guilt that kills me Same shit, alone in the womb, but I feel ceased I should've sung the blues on Elm Street I had to run the younger [?] off killstreaks His pops will appreciate it My son was born in it, he will not get initiated And he will not be affiliated We run the home team, won't be pops and the bitch he faded She'll likely have him by the balls though Cowboy hat, derringer with the Marlboro Wild West Milk the game, gеt the cow dressed Yеs Blessed