Genocide (PT. 4)

P-p-pussy boy g-g-get out my way (uh)
I'll run up that cheque before I run any fades (uh)
Killing shit for fun but I ain't catching no case (uh)
Chilling in the Sun, a villain catching some rays (uh)

Legalise the fungi nigga
I eat it anyway
It can start with one guy nigga
The world got plenty fakes
It don't need another fire with my brothers in the street
They don't show no love
I sight the others they look industry

Let em' sleep
Goodness me
Tell me what should this be
Why you in my life talking shit
I ain't saying shit to you
Keep my pride on my hip
That's a weapon I can't lose
Peep my vibe or keep zip your lips
Why won't you choose
T-to love everybody bitch
How many times
Are you going to ignore the signs in peoples rhymes
You niggas are retarded, he slid and left his. 9
Yo momma must have dropped yo ass upon your spine

I feel like rikki tikki tavi
We mobbing through the lobby
That faggot tried to rob me
No hole like d-lo bitch

I feel like rikki tikki tavi
I think that coppa saw me
But I ain't chain link hopping
'Cause I ain't seen no shit

Niggas will believe whatever you tell em
If you tell em' enough
Helpful when you selling some stuff
Or starting a war
They rotten at the heart, at the core
I'm plotting to pour
LSD in the reservoir
All over the floor
I'm bringing psilocybin on tour
I'm hiding the cure
For fixing niggas
I'm very sure

Stop being depressed
Step outside and pump out your chest
He made you the best
Thats ever gonna jump out the nest
I'm crushing the best
You rushing to get up like you next
You failing the test
Impale yourself through one of your breast
Somewhere on your chest
Your heart departs and leaves you a less
Now look at this mess
Just pull yourself together no rest

I feel like rikki tikki tavi
I know that coppa saw me
But I ain't chain-link-hopping
'Cause I'm up in his whip