Originally Posted by
Mantra
I let the drama loose since I was a youngin in the triple fat goose inhuman nature acts for stacks since the premier of juice shoot naw I'd rather throw the hands to show your mans how I knock bastards and take grands wrapped in rubber bands the man I never wanted to be I put the piss on emcees like horny bitches having golden shower dreams sick on the mic since sixteen the sickest teen
The prince minus the perm..eyeliner..tight pants... And pumps pumping my Vanity queen
I turn heavenly days to hellish scenes basement full of dope fiends
Crack heads who once had dreams of pursuing careers with degrees
Know it's dirty tees and stinking odor put the pipe down life's from from over
Blood money were dying over but like a mongoose I can sense the strike of the cobra
Got a bottle send it or hysteria starts mantra's crazy like he reads books in the dark so u heathens play pussy and get torn apart