Is that Shoki on the beat?
Ice, crank that shit
Toom on the beat, fool
Shit these pussies do gon' make me jump right off a cliff
Find out I'm a murderer, she jump right on the dick
Gunshot executions, use the sounds in songs as kicks
Negative degrees inside the freezer where you live
When they find out I killed twenty-five people, will they still all be my fans?
Adore me like I'm Manson
Rituals in gardens, posters on the wall, worship the Son of Sam
We hooded like the klansmen
Police helicopters
Call the fuckin' doctor
Devil in designer
Can't be any calmer
And when I get away with it, they gon' sit in horror
They gon' fuckin' pay for it, I'ma bring the drama
Pain
Too high to do my shows, go down the calendar
Devil in my soul, talkin' backwards in algebra
Bullet proof the coupe, fo-pound caliber
Sippin' on this juice like the Jonestown massacre
Momma, you ain't gotta cry, I'm out them jail yards
Look up in the sky, I'm a hell star
Bitch, I'm really high, I'm off twelve bars
All my opps, they gotta die like cell bars
Police helicopters
Call the fuckin' doctor
Devil in designer
Can't be any calmer
And when I get away with it, they gon' sit in horror
They gon' fuckin' pay for it, I'ma bring the drama
Police helicopters
Call the fuckin' doctor
Devil in designer
Can't be any calmer
And when I get away with it, they gon' sit in horror
They gon' fuckin' pay for it, I'ma bring the drama
Pain
Pain
