Songtexte Critical Illness - WackGxd

critical illness
when i pull up in yo town shots be poppin now
everybody fuckin duckin now
where yo runnin now
follow you into yo fuckin house
everybody burnin'
everybody fuckin dying now
pop you in the face and leave yo body here without a trace
pull up right beside you and leave yo face into a full disgrace
i don't really care about you bitch
run yo own race
whatcha gonna say when i smack you with a fuckin mace
you don't think your getting me out of your head that easy do you?
no, i'm here to stay.
your the one that's gonna be gone forever off this earth.
it's kinda unfortunate but, your killing spree is not over yet.
you still have a couple more victims.
well, 1,2,3
you'll figure it out when you get there.
oh boy this is gonna be funny. see ya.
it's too late bitch
i'll smack motha fucka with the chrome
they be leakin blood out they head on there way home
watch me grab a knife and slice a bitch across her fuckin throat
i'm that real life boogie man there ain't no goin home
i don't really care what people have to fuckin say
watch me pull the double dagger stab them and i walk away
because i'm crazy and psychotic
i'm livin in my own head
going fucking crazy while i lay in my own bed.