2000 Rounds

Another thousand at yo' face

You gon' remember me

Better run and hide, no one's safe

You are no friend of me

Black mage and Buffet, the sets everything else

Gonna get a dagger up in yo' chest

Summoning Baphomet, I met him, then I jump to my death

Swingin' like an Orangutan

Blood stains gon' hit the floor

I broke my nose and forgot my name

And who the fuck gon' take me home

Lost my phone in the pit

Swing and a miss

Kicked in the jaw for flamin' a bitch

My eyes twitching from the blood drippin'

Hundred and one thugs and they roll with me

Got a mini MAC in the Cadillac

With a thousand rounds that'll send you back

To your granny's house with yo' panties out

Got you lookin' like a fucking faggot now

You can't hang with me, stay low key, that's my mystique

Grew a tree and bought a hammock just to hang my feet

I thought I'd be dead by now

Comin' up and never goin' back

Never goin' back to when nobody had my back

Still, I won't crack a smile until the pain hits the brakes

And just eases up off of me

Let me breathe, let me breathe

Why can I not keep up with all of the self-deprecation? Brain fading

Leave me to die on the pavement

(I never wanted this) I fucked that bitch

Till she bled on me

Under the trees at night

Dirt all on her hands and feet

Then left her red on red, alone like she found me

I'm cursed to die alone, I think I'm hear my daddy callin' me

Another thousand at yo' face

You gon' remember me

Better run and hide, no one's safe

You are no friend of me

Black mage and Buffet, the sets everything else

Gonna get a dagger up in yo' chest

Summoning Baphomet, I met him, then I jump to my death