Lil Wyte - Homicidal, Suicidal lyrics

rate me

Josey Scott

Yo this the outlaw Josey Scott from Saliva

Get down wit my boy lil wyte

memphis style homicidal!

what!

Lil Wyte

right about to kill me a motherfucker

any kind of motherfucker

step in to my face brother

bet this game's gon spray brother

laughin' at the site of ignorance

i wanna see you fall

you the one that knocked me off

when i was tryin to climb the wall

but that's all good, that's alright

i'm gon keep on shinin' bright

you put dampers in my path

and in my path i'm seein light

so fuck you ho, talkin loud

innocence corrupt the crowd

i fucked up i know it

that's my shit just sit the fuck on down

actin bad, coulda been smacked

at least i didn't do all that

i just snatched my shit up

got the fuck out without lookin back

called her up, bitched you out

yes i'm gonna see my child

you tryna take that privilege away

and you will never smile

is you packin lackin

yes lil wyte be constantly smokin 'dro

when you see me greenery be all up

and say go real low

get a grain

thats my thing

kick the skull around my brain

if i wasn't here i'd either be dead

or i would be too plain

homicidal, suicidal

every day i live my life

goin crazy, in a days inn

walkin round real late at night

you guessin, i'm stressin

people wonder why i'm always high

you jestin, smith and wesson

you the next on my list to die

so you say you crunker than me motherfucker

bunker than me motherfucker

tougher than me motherfucker

rougher than me motherfucker

got news for you not just for ya

hope that you like gravity

this one's for ya

will destroy ya

and will cause some casualties

lif editions how i'm livin

if you wanna take a peek

said you more her boy to meet my daughter

get the fuck from me

what about her?

what about you?

what about me well fuck you too

if you want to live my life

you can but you a fuckin fool

time was lost

yes it was

so i kept a fuckin' buzz

why you keep a buzz?

dog please to keep from fuckin' up

life is short, then we die

some don't get a piece of pie

but i'm gonna get my slice

even if i have to compromise

sackin cheese is for me

even if it's in these streets

yes i said these streets

because i have not reached the industry

but it's all gravy baby

i'm gon make it off my crazy way

different ladies baby now i'm crazy

that's the way i'll stay

homicidal, suicidal

every day i live my life

goin crazy, in a days inn

walkin round real late at night

you guessin i'm stressin

people wonder why i'm always high

you dressed and, smith and wesson

you're the next on my list to die