Fry lyrics
by 8Ball
[Verse]
Come one, come all to see the n*gga behind the trigger
Bigger then a killer murderin' n*ggas with my little finger
Bring your sacrifices, 'cause to me your life is minimum
Kill 'em all if the price is right, sh*t
A heat of the spliff makes me get bucker, me, motherf*cker, smoki' all you suckers
Isn't it that the bloodstream makin' me have bad dreams all about the people I killed comin' back to hung me
Kill me, help me, please, won't somebody save me?
The indo got me mad and I ain't never been like this, G
Blood on my hand, did I kill a man? Mane, I didn't do
I look suspicious, did you see any witnesses?
Scopin me hopin they just might get a f*ck or two
Look over your shoulders cause I just might get a f*ck in you
Leave you in a ditch dead, head full of a hot lead
What in the f*ck is wrong with me?
Why in the f*ck I'm thinkin' of these Satanic homocidal visions of me killin' people?
I just hope it stops right now, please dont let it be a sequel
I see myself runnin', police gunnin', what will I do?
Chicken got me flickin', tellin' me stop or I start shootin', fool
So I did, now I'm dead, here comes the bullet straight for my head