[Intro: Tech N9ne]
This is dedicated to my kids
Aliya Renée Yates and Dontez Antonio Yates
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
As I blaze the P.M., I inhale with the sin of a million men
I exhale with dumpin' .17 up in the friend, I am
In the midst of a crisis God knows all the sacrifices I made
Might have to heist to get paid
Despite the cage, ice the price that a nigga paid bitch made
Niggas think they know me, they don't know me
They phony, funny but they don't know
That I'm that ill type nigga that'll open that gut
Not much luck
I'm feelin' stuck with a capital S
Hit the cess, killed the stress
Rottin' away in the Midwest, I guess
They was right when they said I was such a psycho sight
Sick inside a slight
Deliver that makes me want to go Master P at night, right?
No more pain I complain and pray to God, and stuffs
It was unbearable until I tried Cocoa Puffs
That Chocolate Thai got me willin' to fly the friendly sky
But when I lose altitude that high
Makes me wanna just come down and die
Who's responsible for this madness, me?
Who's responsible for this sudden strike of sadness, me?
I can see
I can look into your eyes
Smile and then to your surprise
I'll be yellin', "Die, nigga die" when all the bullets fly
Don't know how much longer I'll be on this Earth
Because I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf
So disperse
This is dedicated to my kids
Aliya Renée Yates and Dontez Antonio Yates
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
As I blaze the P.M., I inhale with the sin of a million men
I exhale with dumpin' .17 up in the friend, I am
In the midst of a crisis God knows all the sacrifices I made
Might have to heist to get paid
Despite the cage, ice the price that a nigga paid bitch made
Niggas think they know me, they don't know me
They phony, funny but they don't know
That I'm that ill type nigga that'll open that gut
Not much luck
I'm feelin' stuck with a capital S
Hit the cess, killed the stress
Rottin' away in the Midwest, I guess
They was right when they said I was such a psycho sight
Sick inside a slight
Deliver that makes me want to go Master P at night, right?
No more pain I complain and pray to God, and stuffs
It was unbearable until I tried Cocoa Puffs
That Chocolate Thai got me willin' to fly the friendly sky
But when I lose altitude that high
Makes me wanna just come down and die
Who's responsible for this madness, me?
Who's responsible for this sudden strike of sadness, me?
I can see
I can look into your eyes
Smile and then to your surprise
I'll be yellin', "Die, nigga die" when all the bullets fly
Don't know how much longer I'll be on this Earth
Because I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf
So disperse
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