Black out in the booth
This shit so cold
I always say f*ck all y'all niggas
Yeah they call me ignorant imbecile
In pursuit of design things and centerfolds
Attention span size of mineral
In fact mine is big as the world you on
Mind your own mine is gone mine lost
F*ck the win and f*ck the cost hey
F*ck the world and f*ck the ops hey
Smoke some weed and drink off hey
That's all they ever talk about
That's all they ever really want
A peace of mind a piece of mine
But I grab the piece to get yours
That's all they ever talk about
And all they really want is war
(F*ck y'all niggas)
All they really want is war
All they really want is war
Yeah I'm a soldier in my own mine
Yeah a soldier a soldier
In my own mine
Yeah in my own mine
If you're smart you'll realize this at a young age
See we blessed with life cursed by death
Caused by stress every humans birth defect
You either hold a tech or you hold your chest
Because they're attacking hearts
Said it from the start
Run nigga they running niggas
They shooting dreams grab a gun nigga
They gunning niggas like Luther King
Killing dreams by all means
By any means if necessary
If not your six feet deep dead buried in a f*cking cemetery
Yeah that lie hurts
But that truth scary
And we all gone be six feet dead buried in a f*cking cemetery
Yeah we all gone be (Yeah death scary)
Sad but we all gone be six feet dead buried in a f*cking cemetery