sideshow – chapter 5: handicappers lyrics
[intro]
ay
[verse]
i need 2 cups stuffed, not a hug
i need drugs
i don’t need no who to love
and i don’t think n0body shocked
i like to talk ’bout me, i’m a selfish muhf+cka
i’m really f+cked up n+gga
we was baggin’ sh+t down, turn neck to a [?]
when i in my zen talked to god
he told me: “bro, you gon’ start a religion”
i’m movin tight on my pivot, pass me the rock, i’m tryin’ hit
i’m tryna hit with precision
tried church, but i don’t wanna [?]
eye for an eye, then i guess i’m blind+ass n+gga
tryna [?]
she tell me to stop, lil b+tch, what you do for the kid?
my goodmaking flight to j+pan
[?]
they said that they hungry
[?], they shaded, they solid
they tellin’
i’m tired of these n+ggas
and i’m tired of these b+tches
and i’m tired of these n+ggas
and i’m tired of these b+tches
i’m tired of these n+ggas
i’m tired of these b+tches
i’m tired of these n+ggas
i’m tired of me
i’m tired of you
and you tired of me, mane
i’m tired of you too
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