[bad word] x 2]

I’m taking my own life, I might as well
Guess where I’m going cause the Devil’s inside
I’m taking my own life, that’s where I’m going
Except they might not sell weed in [bad word] 

[Verse 1]

See I always have respect cause I always talk fact
The .38 and the 50 caliber hot, black
I always left with nothing but I always brought back
I always been a hustler, I probably go off that
Y’all don’t wanna go to work with the boy
There’s only two words that describe me: search and destroy
I don’t think you wanna get murked by the boy
My [bad word] is military, y’alls is like a nursery toy
It’s hurting you boys
My team ain’t even hungry, we famished
I murder everybody, [bad word] collateral damage
I’m animal savage with Hannibal’s habits
I’ll mangle your cabbage
I walked into the parish and I strangled the [bad word] 
I hang with the baddest brothers, put their [bad word] into Jesus [bad word] with brothers who’s forty guzzlers, Islamic extremists
Ugly and ignorant is how they perceive us
I don’t care, I’m trying to deal with my personal demons

 [bad word] x 2]

[Verse 2]

Y’all don’t wanna go that route
Broke [bad word] need to throw his throwback out
If you see me drinking something good I stole that stout
If you see me drinking in the hood then roll back out
On the real I don’t want no one to bother me, cousin
Rapping just a little [bad word] bit of part of me, cousin
I’m just trying to have a drink at the bar with my cousin
I ain’t mean to [bad word]  god, pardon me cousin
I stay strapped lord, gun in the tuck
Young boys act wild lord funny as [bad word] 
I scrap southpaw sonning you [bad word] 
Look at you lord on the floor bummy as [bad word]  what?
My life been defined by death
So I guess if everybody dead mine is next
My father dropped a jewel on me, time forgets
It’s not as easily the mind forgets
Y’all know what I mean?

 [bad word] x 2]

[Verse 3]

Drag you to [bad word]  I’m evil dead, you can call me Sam Raimi
These [bad word] want a verse but they can’t pay me
 [bad word] a funeral home, put em in the sand maybe
Y’all are acting like you’re big, like you’re mad gravy
Y’all don’t wanna beef with the god
Don’t have the brain power [bad word] with the god
Y’all should retreat from the god before you get turned to meat
Something to eat for the god, peace to the gods
I carry heavy [bad word]  big guns, John Rambo
I’mma [bad word] like [bad word] 
How you go to war when you’re standing in sandals?
Now you’re dead and your family handling candles
Don’t even call for a [bad word]  I’m about to end this
Whole [bad word] when I call for the troops
Reservoir dog walk with the troops
And I burn this [bad word] down to the ground down to its roots