desperate again nigga And the blunts and liquor killing our lungs and liver The asthmatic drug addict I function with it I put a rapper in a hole where
got a hole in your head If you knew my past and you knew my cash I'm better stacked that you never diss The villian's back and venom black When I click
keepin me down, heatin' me down The flow like water get deep and you drown With no soul, many niggaz roll with no dough Even the small Dunn got a little black hole
his son like his daddy beat him but he swore he'd never do nobody like his daddy did him and then Sandra used used her pussy hole to get to the top and
head and johnathon beat his son like his dady beat him but swore hed never Do nobody like his dady did him and then sandra used her pussy hole to get
... scoreboard first! *gun cocks, fires* Explosion, holes blown in my chest Like Speakers People screaming louder than some queers I've been the victim
, I spray them gators off ya feet Thuggest enemy #1, one, one From brook-lan, tons of guns, funds and duns That'll make you cough up one in the lung,
this gangsta shit Never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids Lil' bad ass kids I whoop they ass every night Send the paramedics bitch and the black
rap I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wanna see me flip the crack And I'm quick to click and spit the gat, I be dipped in black Sip the Coke
and I inflict it quattro nine fifty lungs misty Color me Maxmillian 'cause I'm that crazy robot Teetering on the edge of outer space Spitting buckshots till black holes
on a joint Mine's whistling by your top hat Ya I'm cool but you violate and I'll cock back Open the mac's mouth and black out like I do not rap I'm sick
exposing the soul leaving the core bleeding, ripped up and torn injecting the infection of deception and lies and the defection of the holy to escape their demise the black
planet They don't know we expose flows like no clothes And blow chest full a holes with I spit storm shadow and tomes that's reminiscent of monks Blowin' up lungs
atom The corpuscles which carry the oxygen from the lungs gather patterns Energy from the soul, black hole, like spirit of Kukido Sun, black circle of
fences... Shangri La... and Jesus, Jesus in a bowl of germs (don't get scared dad...) after all god loves this whole of worms, but hates common black
to Geordie land To mine the mother lode Seams blew up or cracked Black diamonds came hard won Generations toiled and hacked For a pittance and black lung
is on a joint, mine's whistlin by your top hat Yeah I'm cool but you violate and I'll cock back Open the mac's mouth and black out like I do not rap I