GENOCIDE (PT. 4)

P-P-Pussy boy g-get out my way, uh
I'll run up that check before I run any fades, uh
Killing shit for fun but I ain't catching no case, uh
Chilling in the sun, a villain catching some rays, uh
Le-Le-Legalize the fungi, nigga, I eat it anyway
It could start with one guy, nigga, the world got plenty fakes
It don't need another fire with my brothers in the street
They don't show no love, I sight the others, they look industry
Let 'em sleep, goodness me, tell me, what should this be?
Why you in my live talking shit? I ain't saying shit to you
Keep my pride on my hip, that's a weapon I can't lose
Peep my vibe or keep, zip your lips
Why won't you choose to-to love everybody
Bitch, how many times are you gonna ignore the signs and people's rhymes?
You niggas are retarded, he slid and left his .9
Yo' momma must have dropped yo' ass upon yo' spine

I feel like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi
We mobbing through the lobby, that faggot tried to rob me
No ho, like D'Lo, bitch
I feel like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi
I think the copper saw me, but I ain't chain-link-hopping
'Cause I ain't see no shit

Niggas will believe whatever you tell 'em, if you tell 'em enough
Helpful when you selling some stuff, or starting a war
They rotten at the heart, at the core
I'm plotting to pour LSD in the reservoir
All over the floor, I'm bringing psilocybin on tour
I'm hiding the cure, for fixing niggas, I'm very sure
Stop being depressed, step outside and puff out your chest
He made you the best, that's ever gonna jump out the nest
I'm a crushing a pest, you rushing to get up like you next
You failing the test, impale yourself through one of your breasts
Somewhere on your chest
Your heart departs and leaves you with less
Now, look at this mess, bitch, pull yourself together, no rest

I feel like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi
I know that copper saw me
But I ain't chain-link-hopping 'cause I'm up in his whip

Stop (I know you, motherfucker)
Stop resisting (Fucking bitch), stop resisting (Let me go, you fucking motherfucker)
Stop resisting (Agh)