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You funky mutha fucking 

Elephant smelling 

Mutha fuckas 

Standing in all four corners 

Of my room

Every where I turn

I see you

Mutha fuckas 

Standing all around me 

Like a Pentagon 

With your 

Black hooded robes on

Looking at the hour glass 

Sitting on the table next to

The baby crib

You mutha fuckas 

Ain't nothing but soul takers

Fucken devil's 

Fuck you white crystal face

Mutha fucka

All you do for me is allow  me to

Blow white rings of cocaine

Smoke everywhere 

You in that black tar baby 

Vinegar smelling

Mutha fucka 

Chasing me like a thief 

I ain't stole nothing 

Mutha fuckas

I am fucking high

Now what

You want to kill me

Mutha fucka 

I know what I am going 

To do

I am going to give you a run

For all the money 

Catch me know

I am speed balling 

On the freeway

I am doing a million 

Miles an hour 

Until they kick down the door 

When my eyes roll

Back into my skull 

And I am slipping  through 

The whole in the middle 

Of the world 

Separating 

Heaven & Hell

I am at that point

Untouchable  

Can't bring me back

From the dead

You think you da  mutha fuckin

King nigga

Lebron got 3 championship 

Rings

I am pregnant 

You fucken devil's 

I have a dead baby in me

I am going to join her

My daughter 

I never met

If you want me after that

Take the cold needle 

Out my arm

In my soul will follow 

You to

Hell