Intro

(album: The Tragedy Of A Clown - 2020)

Aye
Light me up a blunt, smoking skunk
Puffing medicine
Clutching on my Smith & Wesson
Locked out in my candy slip
Serving hoes and miss 'em
Watch 'em come up bout they dividends
A playa need them dollars
Ain't no tricking, bitch, it's evident
Pimping hoes, breaking sluts
Hand me paper, fuck your guts
Swerving in my Lexus
Taking deep dots in my purple punch
Pinky ring, Cuban chain
Gold Rolex, no diamonds plain
Gripping grain, candy frame
Pockets filled with hunnids, mane
Mouth piece worth a million
Ain't no tripping 'bout your fucking feelings
Ain't no time to deal with silly bitches
You ain't bout no business
Sipping Frieza, make believers
Playa haters follow leaders
Block procedures, gripping heaters
Come with me to meet the reaper

Aye
I'm just dipping and swerving
Searching for licks in a all black suburban
Got me a pussy, I'm [?], I'm a surgeon
Choppa kick back, like my bitch it be twerking
Drown in this game, but bitch, I be surfing
Get you some dollar, come fuck with The Serpent
Bending these corners and crept up, I be serving
Throw me these hunnids', Gorilla be certain
Squeezing the trigger, them bitch in this curtains
Flatline a nigga then leave 'em say hurting
Fucking with me, then your favorite be dead
Cause [?]
Bound to the reaper, the silence so creepy
You make a mistake, then you dig a hole deeper
Than 9 millimeter with shocking demeanor
I yank it back [?] family as grievers
The darkness will fall, I bury them all
The void that I carry deep inside these walls
I'm leaving them stiff on the side of the road
Don't show no remorse, no, I'm passing it on
Look at my devilish grin, my sinister thoughts
They carry me through the abyss
Stand by the cliff, and take me adrift
Leaving my body right under the crypt, bitch