Don't Approach Me (Best Buy Bonus Track)

(álbum: Nine Lives - 2012)

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don't approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don't approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don't approach me
You're looking like a bitch
You're a coward,
You ain't shit!

You feel the fucking flame in my heart, yep, yep
Knock 'em bellies, got me evil, so evil
So weak, but so strong
A lady named Sigh's got my secrets, my spirit
And you gonna have to kill her to defeat me
Yeah, give me one, give me two, three, four, five shots
When I'm rolling in the Benz with The Truth, pop, pop!
A shotgun in the back, yeah it's loaded, yeah it's cocked
Hollywood! Throw your hands up! Where you at!
I ain't got no fucking ice on my fingers,
Just ten broken bones on your throat so you ain't breathing
Yeah, you know where I live, you're a bitch, you got shit
Take your best shot, on the west side, I got nine lives!
Try to see through my eyes, no you can't, nope
Watch my pearly whites shine, while I laugh
You better catch me in the club falling down
Don't need a knife to take you one life!

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don't approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don't approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don't approach me
You're looking like a bitch
You're a coward,
You ain't shit!

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don't approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don't approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don't approach me
You're looking like a bitch
You're a coward,
You ain't shit!

Just remember, I ain't stopping for nothing
Made it for nothing, do something
Feel the bass pop, when it's thumpin
I see you hiding and running
You know it's
Judgment Day, keep on running
You hear my shit when it's bumping
And pray to God I ain't coming
I bleed a little bit of me when I speak
I'm speaking to my enemies
Ain't no heroes in this life of mine
Ain't no fucking wrong!
That be raining how I feel inside
You gonna fucking hear me when I speak, and when I'm heated
Heated like a nine milimeter!
There ain't no fucking pictures here left to paint, homie!
Except for the portrait of Mrs. Blow Me!
I can joke, if you wanna joke, we can go!
Till the throat, till you're bleeding on your hardwood flo!
No matter the place, no matter the time, no matter the race
I'm leading, you hating me, 'cause there ain't no changing me
I'm the whitest of the white, the rawest of the raw
I'm laughing on the inside screaming 'Fuck you all!'
Better come and change my shit, bitch!
So twenty-three attorney generals can suck my dick!
While I'm sitting in the back of a black and white vick,
Chained up, and I still don't give a shit!

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don't approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don't approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don't approach me
You're looking like a bitch
You're a coward,
You ain't shit!

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don't approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don't approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don't approach me
You're looking like a bitch
You're a coward,
You ain't shit!