[Verse I: .45 $HELL]
.45 $hell
brought the show underground
pounds smoked out
while i’m doped out
terrified in your eyes
when you look at me
like you seen death
take another breath 
holding on by a thread
I just need a little rest
swing my curls but they dead
got some shawty in my bed
wait now
you got me stressed out
im gonna smoke dope
probably another pound
.45 $hell
brought the show underground
pounds smoked out
while i’m doped out
terrified in your eyes
when you look at me
like you seen death
take another breath 

[Verse II: Assault Punisher]
sleep deprived, probably why I see faces
in my room all the time
load the nine, swing it around and start shooting while acting blind
one of a kind, but still can’t see how lady’s
can really call me fine
if looking suspiciously cool was a crime
i’d be inside the state penitentiary for life
everyday waking up so miserable, 
just waiting for the end of my life
if life is like riding a bike I got holes in my tires dodging potholes but can’t steer when I ride
graffiti all over the wall probably some tall character dressed up with pac man eyes
probably smoking a joint to get to the point
just trying to, and always getting high
looking like frankenstein 
when i’m getting too geeked—too fried
silent when making decisions, no mime
making the wrong choice then feeling more alive
ladies yep i’m shy
probably will hate on me when I die but I don’t care, y’all can cry

HATERS WONDERING WHEN ILL DIE, SAME THOUGHT LAYS IN MY MIND[Prod. SCARY MIND]

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HATERS WONDERING WHEN ILL DIE, SAME THOUGHT LAYS IN MY MIND[Prod. SCARY MIND]

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