[Hook x2:]
I sit alone in my dirty a** room starin at candles, high on drugs.
All alone wit my hand on a mac 10 handle, schemin on you n*****.
[Verse 1:]
By myself in my four cornered room watchin Hard-Boiled
I Feel like im crazy, my brain on drugs, my bullet proof on run.
FLATZ later tonight ima look for cuz. Just ride thru his hood and when I se that chump, ima jump out the truck, and dump my gun you aint never been thru it, so you scared of that kinda s***, hit me on a song and say P pop alotta s***. Too much a dat gangsta music, naww this reality rap, I really go thru it. In interrogation room, I don't crack n**** I got nuttin for ya, Talk to my lawyer, s***, nowadays its hard to kill, be careful where you pull that trigger, they got you on film, they got eyes in the sky, we under surveillance that All-Star in the car track everywhere you been, gotta watch what I say, they tappin my cell phone, they wanna sneak a peek inside of my home. Im paranoid and its not the weed. In my rear view mirror these cars they follow me, so I bust rights and lefts, lefts and rights, till I stop seein those impala head lights. Then I, circle my block, to make sure its smooth before I go upstairs to my four cornered room
[Hook X2:]
I sit alone in my dirty a** room starin at candles, high on drugs.
All alone wit my hand on a mac 10 handle, schemin on you n*****.
[Verse 2:]
I be alone in my hot a** room, smoking dope loadin bullets in my clip for you.
I aint even wiping my sweat, its keepin me cool. I aint even sweatin you n*****, ima find you. Eventually, it happens like this, at the club wit his boys, at the mall wit his b****, n***** thinking there gonna be a fight? Pshh HA..death comes to those that wind me up. And you could beg me to stop, but I just keep, putting pressure on the trigger till you fast asleep. Like a baby aint no mabey, coulda woulda shoulda shot back, you too hasty. Im so impulsive. I start gunnin right in front of jesus mary and joseph. If that's what it is, n**** ima live, you not playin me like the neighborhood b****
[Hook X2:]
I sit alone in my dirty a** room starin at candles, high on drugs.
All alone wit my hand on a mac 10 handle, schemin on you n*****.
[talking to beat:]
Yeah that's right, you know how we do it n**** uh-huh, I sit up all night and plot on ya head n****, yeah we comin, its not a f***** game n****... oh we comin n**** belive that, I aint got time for you b**** a** n*****, but ummm this weekend I got some time, you know what im sayin I might just put some work in, yeah we ccan fit em in, fit em in the schedual, n***** forget like they forgot or somethin I come poppin for you n****, I don't give a f*** who you wit. Day time, where the f*** he at, betta stop drop and roll n****... and its on and poppin, high on dugs, that's right, scheemin on you n***** ...mac 10 handle.
I sit alone in my dirty a** room starin at candles, high on drugs.
All alone wit my hand on a mac 10 handle, schemin on you n*****.
[Verse 1:]
By myself in my four cornered room watchin Hard-Boiled
I Feel like im crazy, my brain on drugs, my bullet proof on run.
FLATZ later tonight ima look for cuz. Just ride thru his hood and when I se that chump, ima jump out the truck, and dump my gun you aint never been thru it, so you scared of that kinda s***, hit me on a song and say P pop alotta s***. Too much a dat gangsta music, naww this reality rap, I really go thru it. In interrogation room, I don't crack n**** I got nuttin for ya, Talk to my lawyer, s***, nowadays its hard to kill, be careful where you pull that trigger, they got you on film, they got eyes in the sky, we under surveillance that All-Star in the car track everywhere you been, gotta watch what I say, they tappin my cell phone, they wanna sneak a peek inside of my home. Im paranoid and its not the weed. In my rear view mirror these cars they follow me, so I bust rights and lefts, lefts and rights, till I stop seein those impala head lights. Then I, circle my block, to make sure its smooth before I go upstairs to my four cornered room
[Hook X2:]
I sit alone in my dirty a** room starin at candles, high on drugs.
All alone wit my hand on a mac 10 handle, schemin on you n*****.
[Verse 2:]
I be alone in my hot a** room, smoking dope loadin bullets in my clip for you.
I aint even wiping my sweat, its keepin me cool. I aint even sweatin you n*****, ima find you. Eventually, it happens like this, at the club wit his boys, at the mall wit his b****, n***** thinking there gonna be a fight? Pshh HA..death comes to those that wind me up. And you could beg me to stop, but I just keep, putting pressure on the trigger till you fast asleep. Like a baby aint no mabey, coulda woulda shoulda shot back, you too hasty. Im so impulsive. I start gunnin right in front of jesus mary and joseph. If that's what it is, n**** ima live, you not playin me like the neighborhood b****
[Hook X2:]
I sit alone in my dirty a** room starin at candles, high on drugs.
All alone wit my hand on a mac 10 handle, schemin on you n*****.
[talking to beat:]
Yeah that's right, you know how we do it n**** uh-huh, I sit up all night and plot on ya head n****, yeah we comin, its not a f***** game n****... oh we comin n**** belive that, I aint got time for you b**** a** n*****, but ummm this weekend I got some time, you know what im sayin I might just put some work in, yeah we ccan fit em in, fit em in the schedual, n***** forget like they forgot or somethin I come poppin for you n****, I don't give a f*** who you wit. Day time, where the f*** he at, betta stop drop and roll n****... and its on and poppin, high on dugs, that's right, scheemin on you n***** ...mac 10 handle.