I don't believe this
Hey, uh, St. Matthew
Enough with the hair shirt already
You look like hell, you know that
And you're standing up here
Freezing your ass off playing guard dog
What you really need
Is probably three days sleep
Still the same old me, man
All that drama
What happens when it hits the fan
Bitch, I do what I want
You do what you can
Think this a quiz or some kind of school test
Nah, I have more bullets on you like gum under the school desk
Just for being more annoying than the school press
I used to go to school, but just to get some drool rest
When I wake, hit the wake and beg more, less
Cough it up, feel it in my brain, neck, chest
Never said I was the greatest
Never said I was the best
You ain't gonna rest in peace
You gonna burn in hell along with the police
Relax when you with me
Don't step on my track
Don't touch my trail
Living in the streets
Hear gunshots, it rings bells
Bells
Ring, ring
Always grab my gun when I hear my dog barking
Step on my field, hit harder than Dawkins
Get what you pay for
This ain't no auction
Whatever goes on, trust me, it's no thing
Nothing
Don't believe your lies
You bluffing
We're all black, like I am going hunting
Think you hard, but you soft like a muffin
I'm a Mac, I can't be a husband
F*ck with Stack and I'm a start bustin'
You know how to act when I start dumping
So dumb out and run out
Riding the whip, then I spun out
INT click, remember what we be about
Hit up and go, but I'm lazy
Everything is different, but maybe I'm crazy
Tell Mary Jane she begins to amaze me
That's my love, I don't need a lady
Roll solo, but it's still all gravy
Whatever you need, yeah, I supply
Need that weed, yeah ooh come and buy
Since a seed, I was high
My choice now, is do or die
Laugh now, but later you gon' cry
No dry eye
Hate me ow
I don't really care
Ooh you can call me the bad guy