Lost In Dark

"What's up, ****?"

He started preachin', I smacked 'em with that thang

He started havin' a seizure, oh my fault, I killed some preacher

Now his wife is a widow, but she didn't need that old ho

'Cause she ride a Cadillac STS '96 with the pure gold momo's

I grabbed that bitch by her head, "No, I don't wanna fuck you, ho

I kill for a...

I'm vampin' up out the door, I chopped off her husband's leg

I gave her a souvenir, now this bitch is really scared

I ride at the fuckin' river, I got all the money, ****

For the wicked-hearted murder in the lane of the fire

Dangerous explosives like the Oklahoma Disaster

When the buildin' blew up in flames, shootin' them thangs on your ass

I wanna be a terrorist on the news, talkin' bad

I'm loadin' up my clip, got a plan for tonight

A Glock in my hand, in my pocket is a knife

I'm lookin' for a victim pushin' keys on the scheme

I wanna make a stain for a million, ride clean

I'm comin' out on a friday and I gotta hit the strip

...bitchin 'bout some ****

I cock my Glock, I guess he heard and Blue said, "What's up, ****?"

My conscious constantly tellin' me to kill

I was coked up all of my first night so that's just the way it is