[bad word]  [bad word] bydrdre
[Bridge: Game]
Graveyards in my pocket.
Tombstones in my wallet.
If you talkin' 'bout my profit,
All I see is dead people.
All I see is dead people.
You starve so when my momma tryna make a couple dollars,
Any [bad word] with a problem, they be dyin' over dead people.
 [bad word] #39; dead people.

[Verse 1: Game]
This [bad word] gets deep.
Don't [bad word] with me.
You end up six feet deep.
Listen to how I did it.
I crept up slow on Willow.
Thinkin' 'bout climbin' through the [bad word] #39; window.
In the backseat, potato burners.
Ski mask, body bag, duct tape, and a pillow.
In the front solo.
Sittin' low with the lights out.
Feelin' like Manson on some Sonny Sam [bad word] 
With a murder on my mind that my mind on the homicide,
And my watch said they outta time.
Somebody gotta die, bottom line.
Front page, column nine.
Headline: Another Columbine.
I plan and plot and strategized, and thought about it.
Loaded up everything in the closet.
My objective is to get bloody.
They can beg and plead, yell and scream.
Try to leave, get in cheese, pray to God on they knees, but I'm still gettin' [bad word] ugly.
I [bad word] #39; love it.
Took this [bad word] by his throat and [bad word] #39; cut it and thought nothin' of it.
It's simple insanity.
Just a murderous fantasy.
It's simple insanity.
Just a murderous fantasy of mine.

(Man, I feel like killin me a mother [bad word] )

[Verse 2: Game]
Last night, I must've had a blast choppin up bodies.
Woke up bloody as [bad word] in the hospital lobby.
Body filled with adrenaline.
Not rememberin what I did to get all this blood on my [bad word] #39; Timberlands.
Cop's sayin I did what to him?
Showin me pictures of cut-up [bad word]  disfigured members with body parts missin.
Listen, I ain't do [bad word]  I don't know [bad word] 
Man, I don't give a [bad word] about that [bad word] 
 [bad word] whatever she said, [bad word] whatever she saw, it wasn't me.
Oh no no, not me.
Listen to the alibi.
I was at the movies, that Avatar [bad word] 
With them 3-glasses on,
And that [bad word] longer than mother [bad word] 
Look at my pocket, get the tickets though.
That's my alibi, [bad word] 
Now what up?
Fresh out the cuffs, now I'm back on the outside,
And headed west where Homicide reside.
That's my [bad word] 
He live on 1st and 48th right next to the white chalk in between the yellow tape,
Behind the black gate.
Rottwielers and pitbulls, surrounded by snakes, AK's and AR's.
Some niggas hard to play, some niggas play hard
But that house right there, don't go in they yard
It's simple insanity.
Just a murderous fantasy.
It's simple insanity.
Just a murderous fantasy of mine.

(Man, I feel like killin me a mother [bad word] )

 [bad word]  [bad word] bydrdre
[Verse 3: Game]
Beware of dark [bad word] , shot 'em through the fence
Tough offensive line men couldn't stop the blitz.
Them niggas inside, a couple kittens
And this right here, good riddance.
 [bad word] [bad word] around, its suicide for instance
Picture the mind of a bullet
Here [bad word] I can smell the flesh aimin' for your head or neck.
 [bad word]  pray to God I won't hit your chest.
Now here [bad word] straight outta [bad word]  headed for your lungs.
You in my sight.
The last one didn't do it right,
And I'm waitin.
Just lookin at you.
Thinkin about it and gettin tired of lookin at you.
Hi, daddy, remember me?
Goodbye, daddy, this is what it gotta be.
You brought me in this world, now I'm takin you out.
Now you open up your [bad word] mouth.
Simple insanity.
Just a murderous fantasy.
Simple insanity.
Just a murderous fantasy of mine.

(Now I feel like killin me a mother [bad word] )
 [bad word]  [bad word] bydrdre