[Intro]
Cut off your mind
[Verse 1: Ruby Da Cherry]
Getting wavy with Wavy
My last name is Nuff not Jones
Couple bones washing up on the shore
Skull missing now me pissing off the motherfucker who give me the cash to do the job
Corn on the cob, motherfuckers trynna bob their head to $uicide
Bitches thinking that my heartthrob
But my heart don't throb 'cuz its tied in a knot
Veins clot
Brains rot
Staying in the same spot
Stayed in the game like a couple locks
He probably gonna OD from the Roxy
My style
Don't copy
Been dead, Yung Mutt just a proxy
Approximately the posse autopsy was sloppy
Lacing my blunt with epoxy
No way Jose one way headless corpse on a Kawasaki
[Chorus: Mr. Tinimane]
Lookin' out my window I grip and hold my gauge in fright
Not because I'm scared Junkies roam my hood at night
Lookin' out my window I grip and hold my gauge in fright
Not because I'm scared Junkies roam my hood at night
[Verse 2: Wavy Jone$]
Man I came from the bottom so I never had shit
Got a couple dollars now it all makes sense
Got a couple hoes and they all up on my dick
Feel like benny from the sand
When he hopped that fence
Ducked off wit a clip fucked off wit yo bitch
Bust dat pussy boy lip when I mosh in the pit
Ima dog you the shit
You a fraud get a grip
No god. no flaws. no laws in this bitch
Got a old school bitch, got a 02 bitch
Got a home proof bitch to come home to shit
Ima hoe too trick you a whole two
Bitch ill expose you then I'll dispose you
I got my tombstone signed by a Kennedy kid
I got a 245 and the Henny I sip
My teeth gold switch hoes like I hate the bitch
I need mo Nemo like an eighth of fish
I'm too gone
[Chorus: Mr. Tinimane & $crim]
Lookin' out my window I grip and hold my gauge in fright
Not because I'm scared Junkies roam my hood at night
Lookin' out my window I grip and hold my gauge in fright (Uuuh, $ui, $ui, $ui)
Not because I'm scared Junkies roam my hood at night ($ui)
[Verse 3: $crim]
Sleepin' all alone, $uicide boy shooter
Young loser, drug abuser, Lil Chevy cruiser
Speaking in tongues, talking to Satan in almost every song
Residing in the garbage, anything I smoke is strong (GET EM')
59 straight outta the gutter
Louisville Slugger to make sure you suffer
Cluttered with busters and suckas
Look out the shutters, you see all my brothers
Another motherfucker ready to die
$uicideboy$ hang the rope up high
[Chorus: Mr. Tinimane]
Lookin' out my windowI grip and hold my gauge in fright
Not because I'm scared Junkies roam my hood at night
Lookin' out my window I grip and hold my gauge in fright
Not because I'm scared Junkies roam my hood at night