BITTER - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Cause I’m

Moving up with posse. ain’t no quitter man

These niggas sleeping on me, need a Ritalin, bitter man

Always with a chip, I’m never bigger man, digger man

A UT at your grave, a fucking sicker man, give a damn?

No, hearts been too broken

I can’t give a show

For these lil bitches, you won't see me fold

Heart is too cold

And i can’t find a coat

But I’ll never cease until i am the goat

Cause i can not!

I can not fuck with these bitches

Want into my heart? fuck a key, you need tickets

Remember the days talking dreams, and hear crickets

These pussies is deady, they dry as some biscuits

I’m losing my minutes

Life short as a midget

No digit gon hold me from paying a visit

As god as my witness

I live my envisions, a cold world that seem real dark and explicit

That’s facts

Oooh

That’s facts

A boy with a dream, becomes boy who existed

Insisted on living a twisted little fiction

I keep my clothes black, cause the light played eviction

Now I’m on a mission

Can’t take more commissions

Now stop all your bitching

I came here for killing