ormaldehyde got me fucked up in the mind
got me seeing things, till my skin burns, eyes sting,
ears ring, changing, I can feel the sickness coming out,
trying to control the urge but time's running out.
I can feel my face being consumed by the flames,
of the fire in my chest, burning breath searing my brain,
bullet hole migraine leaving crimson bloodstains,
evidence of a madman, got to get away,
no shame in my game with your life is what you pay,
a bane to the justice system,
bustas make my 9 a glisten,
told da D.A. to back off but he didn't listen,
never missing when I pull my 9,
bullet holes open in yo spine, that ass is mine,
drinking colt 45's, these are the signs of the end times.
I be the dead man coming for my bounty,
Fuck yo wife and take yo life, hit the chain from county.
I'm on my way to the pen,
known I'll never see daylight again.
Stone walls got me talking to myself,
Alone Satan on his throne Offering me no help.
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