5 Fingers Of Death

How is the word turning

I feel like I am the worse person

My tongue is hurting

From all of these cursing

And I am not certain

I think that m father is,

Till I am walking in circles

And I am talking to third person

In the eight grade I got high upon a,

I put it in my desk and I let it

Cause she ain't nothing changed

I am still known as a rude student

That will walk inside your class

And make fun of your school,

I am too cool as a matter of fact

I have been running within these verses

While I am having a heart attack

I am in your bedroom no doubt,

I am not black I am a white boy with a dark skin

wonder why they don't let me in

I am drunk on this gin and I am fuck it

I am the naughty rapper ever

rip my skin to make a condomn

They try to jump me they couldn't touch me

with a bunch of monkeys

girls see my dick size they realize they can't handle it

I get more kicks out of it than Jean Claude Van dame

And I am still spitting

,

Why every white girl love

out of damn

I got to keep it coming cause

Come from Rome Athena I had something for you

You know how they play reggetone I used to lick it

I didn't mean to kick it

is she Porto Rican people are speaking

She ain't right but you know I keep it tight

Naughty word murderer

Ina convert able

Niggers haven't heard of them

Till

Where I am from... eating mash potatoes

I hate those

People say I am not wake enough