[Verse]
He been flossing though, clothes is always crispy as a Claussen yo
Streets is hot as hell, he always show up where his boss will go
Dirty where his boss has been, he took the life of several men
The first time being mothers boyfriend at age of 10
He smokes mad cigarettes, Cologne smell of Versace
Plus his palms are blotchy, Love like Joany Chachi, Busting Glocks for papi
But he's sloppy, he buried them in Jersey far from home
But superstorm Sandy Eroded the soil revealing bone
His cover in the hood been blown, he dabbled in narcotics
Kept his coke, broken up in a $100 bill in his wallet
Taking key bumps, puffing in basements his joints of weed plump
Once a week he paid a prostitute to twerk and speed hump
Bypassing all the speed bumps, he focused on his goals
He had a future full of drugs, full of Crime, full of stripper poles
His balling was out control, per week it was 50 stacks
The profit cash from a key to him it was just a snack
Remarkable matter fact he came from a den of squalor
Where his mother guzzled sperm out of stranger's dicks for a dollar
His father was just a John, he's nothing but devil spawn
The line in the dirt was drawn since nobody would respond
His little heart carried on, he grew into something dark and cold
Cuz he didn't realize what he did, came back triple fold
Splash and then the ripples go, effects that come from causes
There is no hesitation when shooting, he never pauses
Never blinks or blacks every single move is calculated Jack
He never slacks, Exotic birds and tigers and a trained macaque
His fleet of vehicles was black a hatred for the boys in blue
Now tell me what the hell can anyone step up to really do?
He lost his marbles, Aimed and shoot his sperm to make a hooker gargle
Recoil from the high caliber pistol, broke his metacarpal
Many his possessions sparkle Most of all his diamonds conflict
All his brothers even mother and his father was a Convict
Born into a life of pain, he'll never feel the hurt again
Whats in his brain is killing motherfuckers all up in the game
He's straight up shot, jabbing at a punching bag with all he got
New shiny Glock was bout to leave the crib, but then he heard a knock
Since shit is thick, he thinking quick, he cocked the gun until it clicked
It could be Crips or maybe Bloods he double crossed on Several Flips
Fat beads of sweat and then he heard the knock again as loud it gets
Lets off the bets for sure, cuz he's a vet, no hesitating pet
He starts to shoot Reloaded with the ammo clip he towed in boot
The sound went Mute, perhaps it was the detects that was in pursuit
He peeped the door, Swiss cheesed more than it was before
But then he saw something so shocking that it dropped his Jaw
It couldn't be from shock the site before him dropped him to his knees
Cuz now he sees that all along he's been living with a disease
He saw himself shadow of the man he was and stripped of wealth
And nothing else a patient at an institute for mental health
He been flossing though, clothes is always crispy as a Claussen yo
Streets is hot as hell, he always show up where his boss will go
Dirty where his boss has been, he took the life of several men
The first time being mothers boyfriend at age of 10
He smokes mad cigarettes, Cologne smell of Versace
Plus his palms are blotchy, Love like Joany Chachi, Busting Glocks for papi
But he's sloppy, he buried them in Jersey far from home
But superstorm Sandy Eroded the soil revealing bone
His cover in the hood been blown, he dabbled in narcotics
Kept his coke, broken up in a $100 bill in his wallet
Taking key bumps, puffing in basements his joints of weed plump
Once a week he paid a prostitute to twerk and speed hump
Bypassing all the speed bumps, he focused on his goals
He had a future full of drugs, full of Crime, full of stripper poles
His balling was out control, per week it was 50 stacks
The profit cash from a key to him it was just a snack
Remarkable matter fact he came from a den of squalor
Where his mother guzzled sperm out of stranger's dicks for a dollar
His father was just a John, he's nothing but devil spawn
The line in the dirt was drawn since nobody would respond
His little heart carried on, he grew into something dark and cold
Cuz he didn't realize what he did, came back triple fold
Splash and then the ripples go, effects that come from causes
There is no hesitation when shooting, he never pauses
Never blinks or blacks every single move is calculated Jack
He never slacks, Exotic birds and tigers and a trained macaque
His fleet of vehicles was black a hatred for the boys in blue
Now tell me what the hell can anyone step up to really do?
He lost his marbles, Aimed and shoot his sperm to make a hooker gargle
Recoil from the high caliber pistol, broke his metacarpal
Many his possessions sparkle Most of all his diamonds conflict
All his brothers even mother and his father was a Convict
Born into a life of pain, he'll never feel the hurt again
Whats in his brain is killing motherfuckers all up in the game
He's straight up shot, jabbing at a punching bag with all he got
New shiny Glock was bout to leave the crib, but then he heard a knock
Since shit is thick, he thinking quick, he cocked the gun until it clicked
It could be Crips or maybe Bloods he double crossed on Several Flips
Fat beads of sweat and then he heard the knock again as loud it gets
Lets off the bets for sure, cuz he's a vet, no hesitating pet
He starts to shoot Reloaded with the ammo clip he towed in boot
The sound went Mute, perhaps it was the detects that was in pursuit
He peeped the door, Swiss cheesed more than it was before
But then he saw something so shocking that it dropped his Jaw
It couldn't be from shock the site before him dropped him to his knees
Cuz now he sees that all along he's been living with a disease
He saw himself shadow of the man he was and stripped of wealth
And nothing else a patient at an institute for mental health
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