HURT

Tough tough tough You get stuffed like a turkey Throwing thirty aint enough To the dirty i been cuffed Fuck Deer nigga I just pulled up with the buck In my truck Smoking luck Hunting stunting through the muck Made him, duck Fuck nigga fly away Day to day I'll be standing where you lay Understand ill make you Pay up Stay up Til you walk out Pull the glock out ...talk bout what You not bout Imma rock out If he talk loud Bullets in my gun become the sound inside his brain Gripping 22s i think i'll stay wit my ak (ok) 47, i might send this whore to heaven, uh Lordy reverend pray for me and all my brethren, uh Learned my lesson walking round And looking for a fight 2nd grade i ripped a pussy skin off wit my bite Too tight with the enemy, they sending me threats Hit kennedy so mentally he definitely left Identity theft all these niggas wanna be me Wishing they could out me boy you pouting to a genie I'm houdini lamborghini and martinis in her teenie Lil bikini got her fiending for my weenie i'm the Man Damn No hands Hit my, dance Hit my blunt Stupid cunt Aint no, chance At a glance I could put you in a trance Ran up with the stick i said i ran up with the lance Cracker called us all spear chuckers Mother fucker pucker up cuz you a sucker i wont tuck My javelin Talking feelings i might put you underneath the Gravel and dirt and I a'int worried about the mother fucking day you having Hurt Hurt ugh pain in my brain Hurt yuh it's raining again Hurt ugh pain in my heart Hurt yuh it tear me apart