When I sit back
Thank to myself
How mothafuckin fucked up
The World has become
It seem like violence, is the only things us mothafuckas know now days
Every time I turn around
Everywhere I look
It`s anotha mothafucka killin` anotha mothafucka
And that`s some mothafuckin` fucked up shit, mothafucka (Mothafuckin right)
Murder follows me wherever I go
Just the other day
Somebody shot they school up
At least that`s what I been hearing everytime I turn the news up
My momma said that there`d be shit like this
I never seen it
C`mon and hit on my blunt and reminisce
Now I ask myself
Is there a way to make it stop
A way to make the gats not pop
And is it possible
For me to live the way I need to live
For me to get what I need to get
And give all that I need to give
My situation`s getting major by the second
That fool that shot his whole school up
Just turned eleven (Whaaa?)
And ain`t no body even thinkin` bout it
And for that I hope that every time you sleep you have a dream about it
Up in my hood it`s like a warzone
If somebody got a problem with somebody
They don`t last long
I seem `em dyin` every god damn day
And the worst thing about it
I don`t think it`s shit
I just say it
So a...
Every day of my life
Is like ultra man meets the sun
I need to be killin` someone
I won`t go 2 days without fillin` some graves
Drag `em in the sewers
My underground caves
I kill a bitch and then hide in my trunk
Except if they come and find me
I will cry like a punk
I just look into the camera
And say mamma I`m sorry
But it`s all your fault
You never bought me Atari-a
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