become bitter the more we use the more i lie, the more i die a smile, an emotion that keeps ? carved in my face marked deep inside my breath next
be on my bone I might just come with marble just to switch to teflon these hoes be on my zipper Im bald fade with the clippers I might just come with
What I've run through my body, what I've run through my mind My breath's the only rhythm and the tempo is my time My enemy is hopelessness, my ally
helter skelter My clothes are so funky, they're bad for my health Sometimes at night my pants go to the bathroom by themself Even when I was little nothing went my
cousin Gave them niggas all of my life All of my paper all my judgement It droppa only like an ounce worth Should I just come out my shirt Go berserk
