[Intro: Meechy Darko]
Hey, hey, uhh
Hey, hm
[Verse 1: Meechy Darko & Erick Arc Elliott]
Love hurts, ask Courtney, she killed Kurt
I do a bitch like Sid to Nancy if she cheat on me first
I'ma get the world's attention 'for I bleed on this earth
You gon' really get the message if you play this reverse
Okay, lyrical combat, fatality, who wanna battle me?
Pick em, I shatter every atom in his whole anatomy
So instead of me, while you're steppin' closer
You becoming my enemy for the penalty
My antennas up sippin' the Hennessy...
Okay, Christmas list: a bad bitch and some better weed
A new Desert E, 911 with the cherry seats
Drunk driving, doing 90 down the tunnel
With the dirty gun on my hip, bumpin' "Capital Punishment"
Just watch and observe the turbulence from the wordsmith
You're hardly worth it and it urks me, what's the purpose?
From the surface I emerge without immersin'
Momma nurse me, unemployed but not thirsty
Gat fresh out of the box, Nina a virgin
'Bout to pop a cherry and leave spots on your jersey
Bitches call me 2Cup Shakur, Hennessy pour
Weapons you drawing my integrity on
The thin line between love and hate, kill you
Smoke a blunt at your wake, see you in hell at the gates
My sweater shredded like Freddy but that's the way that it's made
Zombie Gang, get the fuck out my face, the fuck is you sayin'?
Hey, hey, uhh
Hey, hm
[Verse 1: Meechy Darko & Erick Arc Elliott]
Love hurts, ask Courtney, she killed Kurt
I do a bitch like Sid to Nancy if she cheat on me first
I'ma get the world's attention 'for I bleed on this earth
You gon' really get the message if you play this reverse
Okay, lyrical combat, fatality, who wanna battle me?
Pick em, I shatter every atom in his whole anatomy
So instead of me, while you're steppin' closer
You becoming my enemy for the penalty
My antennas up sippin' the Hennessy...
Okay, Christmas list: a bad bitch and some better weed
A new Desert E, 911 with the cherry seats
Drunk driving, doing 90 down the tunnel
With the dirty gun on my hip, bumpin' "Capital Punishment"
Just watch and observe the turbulence from the wordsmith
You're hardly worth it and it urks me, what's the purpose?
From the surface I emerge without immersin'
Momma nurse me, unemployed but not thirsty
Gat fresh out of the box, Nina a virgin
'Bout to pop a cherry and leave spots on your jersey
Bitches call me 2Cup Shakur, Hennessy pour
Weapons you drawing my integrity on
The thin line between love and hate, kill you
Smoke a blunt at your wake, see you in hell at the gates
My sweater shredded like Freddy but that's the way that it's made
Zombie Gang, get the fuck out my face, the fuck is you sayin'?
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