i swear these bitches ain't seen it
i've been living life like the view so scenic
open up my eyes, catch me staring at the sky
from the ashes i will rise like a motherfucking pheonix
with that black sun over me,
this is crack, son, totally
i'm on map now, supposably, but that's how it's supposed to be
living on the edge, and i've been chilling so precociously
so let's begin, you better let me in, 'cause my sets offend, just watch
i've been burning tree, it's a murder scene, if you hurting me, you get clocked
i got blunts rolled by the dozen, sipping lean and i'm buzzin'
at that show last night i was faded, homie, i don't care if you wasn't
got my life on vhs, my bitch on dvd,
yo whole squad bouta flip, downloading my mp3's
'cause you know that when i rap, i always make a hit,
plus i'm chilling with dead angels, guess that makes me satan, bitch