Freestyle16歌词

My head hits the pillow, a weeping willow
I can't sleep, a pain so deep it bellows
But these cellos help just to keep me mellow
Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows
I'm hunched over, emotion just flows over
These cold shoulders are both frozen, you don't know me
I keep saying it, I can't stress it enough
So keep playing it, and stand next to the subs
I choke mics like asphyxiation
When I'm strangling my own throat masturbatin'
**** yeah, I'm a basket case and
I master this rap **** 'til my ass gets wasted
'Til my assassination
'Til I'm slain 'cause of some fag's infatuation
.44 mag's fascination
A taste for disaster, and if that's the case, then—
Aight dawg, you in vibe with a hog
That'll spit a bar like a brick of raw
***** you off your poor tricks, war with natural ability
To put both hands up on the Statue of Liberty
Smackin' the enemy with accurate agility
Attack your facility then it's back on my killin' spree
Jigga and Nelly is cool, it's the wack ones that's killin' me
While Clinton got head I was in the sack with old Hillary
The fact I'm an ill MC strapped with artillery
I got your family at your funeral clappin' with misery
It could happen to him or me, rather the other way
Baretta bust his face, pillow over the widow watch her suffocate
Ya hard, Doody, hard from D12
We funk flex more noise than C-shell
Ya faking Linails we big in Delas
We unsigned without the hype, back before Rick Moralas
Put it down here, whip your lungs with talence
Y'all lack talence, in fact y'all all off balance
I'mma say it like this, you short like the doors