July 2012
someone ask something.
mental
I got sick raps y’all niggas aint nothing but crap. Playing mothafuckers like a game of craps. we out for the fame so people know our names. Insane in the brain like cypress hill my rhymes kill am too ill. cut of the top of your dome let the blood spill. drink wine of it like a chalice my lyrics are too malice. Im tripping like alice and burning like acid. Go hard while y’all stay...
