[Verse 1: Charlie Ray]
Yo twisted I'm sick of these niggas they walkin' and talkin
And think I'm sippin' on liquor, Vodka doin a bottle a day
But they're in the coffin when I get to choppin' these niggas are put up in walk ins
There's something turning me into a monster I think I need to pray
Pray that I don’t give into the bogus and lose focus
Doing the most I toast I mean to the Hocus pocus as they close in
But If I don’t drink I think too much the analytic and I'm at a winnin' nigga
I don’t wanna meet you understood Id go on the opportunity to beat you up
Fuck bitches I'm never hit em up to peed you slut
If she wouldn’t let me take it, then, bitch, I wouldn’t feed you dust
Denied her like the payment wasn’t authorized
Then she let me hit & Got me faded with her on her dime
And I don’t play we do this all the time
But get the fuck out my face with what you call a rhyme
You came up on a little shine now you hardly tryin
Your music good but ain't no shit that I would call a crime
But we killas down here
From the underground the thunder pound
Cheers chug a beer
FUCK EM ALL
Better learn to run without fear
Homie we don’t give a fuck about year you niggas weird
FUCK EM ALL
Now everybody soundin' like each other
Said they all from the gutter and they shootin' shit
But nothin' JUMPIN OFF
I don’t want the crown you can take it
Can't believe what niggas doin in the industry to make it
FUCK EM ALL
Yo twisted I'm sick of these niggas they walkin' and talkin
And think I'm sippin' on liquor, Vodka doin a bottle a day
But they're in the coffin when I get to choppin' these niggas are put up in walk ins
There's something turning me into a monster I think I need to pray
Pray that I don’t give into the bogus and lose focus
Doing the most I toast I mean to the Hocus pocus as they close in
But If I don’t drink I think too much the analytic and I'm at a winnin' nigga
I don’t wanna meet you understood Id go on the opportunity to beat you up
Fuck bitches I'm never hit em up to peed you slut
If she wouldn’t let me take it, then, bitch, I wouldn’t feed you dust
Denied her like the payment wasn’t authorized
Then she let me hit & Got me faded with her on her dime
And I don’t play we do this all the time
But get the fuck out my face with what you call a rhyme
You came up on a little shine now you hardly tryin
Your music good but ain't no shit that I would call a crime
But we killas down here
From the underground the thunder pound
Cheers chug a beer
FUCK EM ALL
Better learn to run without fear
Homie we don’t give a fuck about year you niggas weird
FUCK EM ALL
Now everybody soundin' like each other
Said they all from the gutter and they shootin' shit
But nothin' JUMPIN OFF
I don’t want the crown you can take it
Can't believe what niggas doin in the industry to make it
FUCK EM ALL
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