Zoro / Pure Imagination

Lyrics

[ZORO] [Verse 1] Boof's stickin' on me with the goop Creepin', creepin' in the cut and you know it is what I do I could light them with the horror, I think I can feel the marrow I'm killing every day, call me Roronoa Zoro I'm high just like a sparrow, I'm shootin' very narrow My focus right on, feel the heat, it's from the barrel Don't want Clonazepam, it ain't real, my friend Geekin' out, lookin' like a fuckin' fool, my man Ya chicken out, end up in the fuckin' pool again All the blood pour out like a water can Set it off, can you move? Bonjour bonjour je suis comment allez-vous ? [Chorus] I don't give a fuck about you, you's a fool I'ma kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu Lucid beats, snorting coke or smoking rock, get so high you might get popped Project sockin' 'till you're knocked, you get the pop I don't give a fuck about you, you's a fool I'ma kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu Lucid beats, snorting coke or smoking rock, get so high you might get popped Project sockin' 'till you're knocked, you get the pop [PURE IMAGINATION] [Verse 2] Freddie takin' off, hit the gear, take it back Bitch you know I like it fat, put that booty on my lap I'm a stupid motherfucker, ain't the coolest in the world But the Freddie 'bout to kill you, bruisin' it, bitch, you losin' it Keepin' all these bitches on file Bitch you are so nasty, you are motherfucking vile I've never seen the movie that is called 8 Mile I will kill a bitch named Kim in a while What'chu mean you don't know Hear my name, close the door You are fucking with the six, 289, in the pits, shoot it up Bitch you are a motherfucking waste, a disgrace Don't you ever show your fucking face Weed, speed, dope, can you cope with no hope It ain't cold, it's pure imagination You's a fuckin' bitch, now come and test my clique You ain't fucking shit, it's your imagination Weed, speed, dope, can you cope with no hope It ain't cold, it's pure imagination You's a fuckin' bitch, now come and test my clique You ain't fucking shit, it's your imagination [Chorus] I don't give a fuck about you, you's a fool I'ma kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu U-u-u-beats, snorting coke or smoking rock, get so high you might get popped Project sockin' 'till you're knocked, you get the pop-pop I don't give a fuck about you, you's a fool I'ma kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu Lucid beats, snorting coke or smoking rock, get so high you might get popped Project sockin' 'till you're knocked, you get the pop