Fast livin.

[Dylan G]

Beautiful girls in my bed. Qaurters of this kush leaves these lines in my head. sometimes i dont feel alive. Am i dead? This life im livin is fuckin with my head. I wanna spit this crack to make that bread, Or do i wanna own the city like a don, got a nigga named jon. Boom your brains are splattered on my lawn. Watch me use your bitch like a chess pawn. Im a little sadistic when im feelin low, ill leave you in shits creek without paddles to row while i drop bars on every fuckin instrumental from death row. Records you aint makin, Your entire life you're fakin. You're rhymes im takin back to the slaughter house cuz you spit on shit that i already murdered. So im always cookin beef for fuck boys. I don't play with guns either, so if you wanna act tough your gonna feel like i fuckin made the bluff. No evidence so i feel i've made it evident that what you do is irrelavent and i don't do this shit for the hell of it or because im sellin it. I live this shit cuz my mind is trapped...

[Dylan G]

Beautiful girls in my bed. Qaurters of this kush leaves these lines in my head. sometimes i dont feel alive. Am i dead? This life im livin is fuckin with my head. I wanna spit this crack to make that bread, Or do i wanna own the city like a don, got a nigga named jon. Boom your brains are splattered on my lawn. Watch me use your bitch like a chess pawn. Im a little sadistic when im feelin low, ill leave you in shits creek without paddles to row while i drop bars on every fuckin instrumental from death row. Records you aint makin, Your entire life you're fakin. You're rhymes im takin back to the slaughter house cuz you spit on shit that i already murdered. So im always cookin beef for fuck boys. I don't play with guns either, so if you wanna act tough your gonna feel like i fuckin made the bluff. No evidence so i feel i've made it evident that what you do is irrelavent and i don't do this shit for the hell of it or because im sellin it. I live this shit cuz my mind is trapped...