Thursday, September 5, 2013

I'm So Serious

Oh you big and bad
Well I'm beyond mad
That your lil dick ass
Is running around talking trash
Heard I'm referred to as that bitch
But you won't tell me that shit
Born and raised on the North side
Were everyone is down to ride
And we're always ready to fight
Then creep up on you that same night
Tortured and left for dead
If you don't die we put a price tag on your head
Crazy as I wanna be
But you knew that when you met me
You picked the wrong one to fuck with
Because I don't have it in me to quit
I can be your sweetest dream or worst nightmare
Either way I don't care
So pray that I never run into you
Because it's definitely like that for you boo

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