Текст песни Beast of Burden - Nickelus F

Ay yo, I smoke until I'm dead and come alive when I snort
I kill that fucking bitch and take a ride with her corpse
Say " Dog, what the fuck you doing? "
I'm just riding with a corpse
Shit, I got drive like ELI in a 4

Sweet Petey my name, fuck that Nickel F shit
Pimpin' is my game, got a hundred hoes on my guest list
Bust a move, things goes down tryna make a way
Drink tanqueray, flip gold chains
But the groceries are on layaway

My life is chaos, Nice with the A.R
You got a skeleton my closet holds a graveyard
Ghosts, ghouls, goblins, dead babies
If I could make it all good I would cause girl I know it drives you crazy
Say that you love me, and you fuck me
Turn around now you like fuck me
Turn around your friend wanna fuck me
No wonder these hoes can't trust me

Nah they can't trust me
Pray to God that one don't bust me
The prettiest people get ugly
You can ask Luscious, shit ain't lovely

Look
You don't know the things that I've been going with my folks
Niggas dead broke eating soup with a fork
Niggas missing quotas, cause bitches sniff the yola
Money, power, respect: that's my motive for murder

Why would I keep living?
Cause I've been on the edge ready to nose dive off a building, shit
Everything's falling apart, everything's falling apart
I'm falling apart
I'm piecing it all but together but
You gotta start with the heart that's the hardest part

Took the pain that was in my chest
Threw it at the mic, now its's part of my art
Took my artbook off the net
Threw it in your ear, now it's part of your thoughts
Me and my raspy vocals take it around the world, we global
'Cause my songs spinning
Radioactive, blowing like Chernobyl

I am promethazine, lean and weed, demons I see
Demons won't even sleep in their dreams and I'm
Wide awake, Adderall tweakin' I'm off the deep end
Wide awoke, Adderall tweakin' I'm off the deep end

All I see is them goes Pacquiao [?]
Them goes Pacquiao
Simultaneously in the studio, I'm blackin out
Sweet Petey P that motherfucker that they askin' bout
Jeans a little tight but pockets fat
Fuck you laughin' bout?

Watch me do my dance
Two middle fingers up watch me move my hands
This my independence day, Hey I'm Bagger Vance
Wilding like a rabid dog like this my only chance

The gate cracked and I'm out here
You take back what you brought here

Real nigga in this bitch
Real nigga in this bitch