Ready Set Dead - Haterz

Reverse the low thought of what you see in the ones beside us
Profit for power that's fucking disgusting
More like sluts being the side chick of the pimp she prostitutes with
Im not trying to be caged in another
Capitalistic view point from the emptiness of my own pockets
Cant get an extra dollar to make sure my daughter has a gold locket
It never stops like a drill in the side of my head until I'm empty of all My fears
To look at the tears streaming down your soul
As you plead and pray to be the same price of money and fame
It sucks when all you need is a lift off to take it straight eject out of the situation
But you could speak and not one person here or there
Im not on the side of sliding scale i beat you to death piece I broke off with extortion
You will have to go hide and get dragged out by A and E's hoarders
Fuck it ain't fair
But I just go harder than the disrespect I receive
Isn't enough just fucking enough?
Guess its my luck... I really couldn't give a fuck

Fuck this
Im not all with nothing
Fuck this
Im all without stopping

Evil is all I get
Pulled out the homicides cause I caught
Being RSD
I have to get the loot and kick these bitches off my block
I wont put up with another false flag shooting for profit
Put it together money is just logic for the horrors of their riches
I just sit back and listen to lies and false offers
See these people grind on us and it wont stop until we stand up
Fuck laying down for this controversy of what side to be on
Im on my own in the after party wasted forgetting about the selfish assholes
I just say no and I just say fuck it and think nothing of it
See its a very thin ice your walking over better drown you
And eat your bodies with snow blower
Im not righteous im the spanish inquisition
Scalping the judged with sharp knives
Fire of hell on levels in the afterlife
Have to keep slicing the lines up
I don't falter for the politic, higher up, or the Religious elite
I just eat people for breakfast, so excuse me if i say something and scene it
Im the filthy fucking whisper of the dirt when you said you didn't mean it
Y'all don't know me... so you go ahead and try to act like you fucking own me

Cant look like a psycho unless your hungry like the hills have eyes
Straight from the cavern, I don't light up a lantern I just snort pills and stab ya with a pattern
Cant kill what lyrical skill built, ain't fucking here with the rookies
Lookie lookie no one wants a fucking fortune cookie
Keep cooking with us and it will be like dahmer invited you over
With a couple models from mary k
I don't play the game I go finish it
We will run your rich ass over with the whip
We step out of the way for no one
So go ahead and just fuck the corporation
Y'all have the lack of the of type I like to slice and dine
Premium blood flowing like a flood
Your rich ignorant pride on the backs of Jefferson Davis
Y'all been feeding on the weak for centuries
Fuck it ain't fair
But I just go harder than the disrespect I receive
Isn't enough just fucking enough?
Guess its my luck... I really couldn't give a fuck

Written by:
Joshua Christie

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