Korneto

Coughing up the black tar

Poppin up The fuckin pillie cause I never gonna gonna get enough

I send a rocket in my liver gonna mess it up

Them empty bottles in my room, im gonna Guess that I

Go get some more I need to feel im in the space

All these preachy motherfuckers telling me to end this pace

Never listen to anything that anybody says

Im a stubborn motherfucker I been livin in a mess

Feel like a king when im walking in the alley on the junk

Im menace I could knife a sucker, body in a trunk

Im fuckin mad bad mad shawty in a body bag

Motherfucker shouldnt have been makin fool of redyzed

Im with the 666 slap ya face with my kicks

I embrace conflicts and the bass hard mix

No bitch you dont wanna see me when I get my fix

Im a cold blood killah when the m bomb kicks

You stupid ninny shut the fuck up for a second

I hit you with the bass up in yo face and with a Back hand

The flow is fuckin murder bitch an automatic weapon

Can never go to heaven bitch this Never gonna happen

Papapapapapapa

Got my fuckin choppah make it

Ratatatata

Papapapapapapa

Got my fuckin choppah make it

Ratatatata

Im like a rare polar bear

And you fuckers way too basic

Creepin in the snow

Bitch on the blow its so amazing

The blades in yo neck

Its a fact

Think all crazy

Think im made of rubber

Got my vision Turnin hazy

I chose a fate

Aint gonna break all the sickening

I chose a fate

Aint gonna break all the sickening