CRASH

I do it for gangy

I do it for gangy

I do it for gang and nem

I go in the trenches at war wit oppressors I gotta whole gang of them

I slide me a block we can jenga the spot

All of my hatas they think that they making a plot

But they watching the killer reflect

Sometimes you gotta watch mirrors important to notice

I’m running from nobody but the choppers

You gotta send the doctor

Cause

Somebody made the news again from

Impulsive thoughts and vodka

I was just about to hold up traffic

Stickup that pickup truck for making me late

Blaming everybody but myself for all these lifetimes in this place

I’m bout to crash out

Hmm… interesting

Do you know who you think I is

Do you know how many * I did

Does he know how many * I did

Do you know how many shells I lived

Does the seashell sing by the seashore

You don’t know nobody bitch you fed

You don’t own nobody I’m grown

We can do this right here you

I’m bout to crash out

I’m bout to crash

I’m bout to crash

I’m bout to crash out

I’m bout to crash

I’m bout to crash

I’m bout to crash out