Witness to a crime but I lost track of the times violence against women against half of humankind meshed with our culture part of our civilization ground
mixtape that shit sounded like a album Who'da thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm Everybody got a
come up a phoenix caked up Tryna take what I'm eatin? ?n? came up a dismissive kid You lucky if you allowed to witness this savvy mouth Wild? Hardly, a
a mixtape, that shit sounded like an album Who'd a thought a country-wide tour would be the outcome Labels want my name beside an X like Malcolm Everybody got a
Who is this, trapped inside of me? An unfamiliar, violent breed Raping innocence, vestal mutilation Razor seduction, slicing devastation My body twists
rappers, you would swear I had a hit list Everybody who doubted me is askin' for forgiveness If you ain't been a part of it, at least you got to witness
girls, not a care in the world. Aw. nigga, but shit done changed since "Mayne" was my nickname, A little nigga chasing things, tryna kick game, Now I'm a
Yeah, yeah, we gon' high to this (The world's crazy, son yeah, I know) We gon' high to this (Just something about her) My girl's a killa, my girl's a
or whatever Picture me buyin' this scam I said "never" You in tune to a Hard Truth soldier spittin' I stay committed gives a fuck to die or lose commission It's all a
find my stash Whip out the nine, now I'ma dive and pump your ass Peter picked a pepper, but I can pick a punk Snatched him like a bitch, and threw him
score Buck fuck stuck wid a duck, I don't need this Big business motherfucka be a witness I was a fool cause back in school didn't learn shit Totin' a jewel it was a
Givin' the livin' a pick and a stick and a bow, I come in an oven to put in a muffin a nigga be lovin' to eat a bitch up and I throw it up in a commode
fucking parasite you got you got your fucking brick and there is a million more waiting to sink you into shit from the start of time you've raped and
my stash Whip out the nine, now I'ma dive and pump your ass Peter picked a pepper, but I can pick a punk Snatched him like a bitch and threw him in
these darkened paths, I'm a witness to human psyche in decay. There's nothing here but burnt-out bodies and souls, A breeding ground for the depraved. *
the actions to come The uncanny words of a clinical mind Turn of centuries bore his truth A mysterious being with a curious gift Nostradamus - chosen one His talent for reaching with a
a gun can bust slugs any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in the club but only a real thug can stab
