Cocaine Codiene And Angel Dust

Ima tach you a little something bout me? i dont give a shit what you think or how much you talk about me, if im selling a rhyme, to you mother fuckers one at a time, then you might be important enough to be wasting my time. I dont care where your from, or the people you know, im a cocky son a bitch but soon you will know, nothing is exactly what it seems, for all you bitches hating me, their aint one of you bitches that can try to make me see, there is no lighter side, ill keep it dark in my eye, and there aint a fucking drug letting me see eye to eye, so if you want take a chance, ill keep fucking you up, while jamming to trance, but ya'll just fuel my addrenaline from the cocaine in my viens, im rather insane, to the fucking games that you play, just let me hit my injections and i might talk to you today? k?

Tell me what you want, girl tell me how you like it, ima show you a few new magic tricks, ill tell you how i like it, ill keep you coming back for more, baby ill show you how its done, give me a few minutes in heaven and ill have you screaming all night long