PURPLE STILL MACK E

Cooperative garage bitches, yeah. All of you kids are done dead, and there Ain't no dead target just gone. When I load the matches on the pump, like A vacuum that pull you in. Need the life of me feeling so crazy and Fucked, and the that coming with me. Is it 'cause of the tail I skate? Now my heart that I carry it with you So quick just like you are widow's little plate. Now you're buried so deep underground, and I bury You right where you stand. Thank you that you done really went under the Lake just like I was a human with sand. With my getaway drivers unload, Then I go home I go change my clothes. Then I go to the mother of home where Your kids are proceeding in and out your hole. I ain't told you that this shit is real, It reality ain't no dream huh? So go pinch yourself since you will lose half Your finger whatever it takes to wake up. This that evil bitch came to do damage, Destroy everything leave nothing left. Shoot you twice in your chest I walk over You grinning and smiling to see your last breath. There's a lot of these niggas with him, But I do not care I just say fuck It. I'm ripping them all off the face of Your nigga I just hit the fuck on the Bucket. Black mac teen, will do your ass in. The black mac teen, will do your ass in. The black mac teen, will do your ass in. The black mac, Bla-black, bla-black mac teen. The black mac teen, will do your ass in. The black mac teen, will do your ass in. The Black mac... The loaded steel, and the voices are Saying to kill. Then I treat that boy just like a pig And you're begging and crying and under the pill. Yeah I'm coming to do in your head, 'cause The evil fit into your plan. And the rhythm that kicking the door motherfucker I'm blowing it right off the hinge. Loaded murderer she will not stop, until all of You niggas are popped. To make sure that you niggas will stay in Your place I'ma keep it forever you locked. So be real about this gun that I hold, As I take you to darkness I cut. And the references not to your head as they Find you all dead like the wig in the Trunk. See you out of shape just like the Game, with your life all you hope can't afford. I will make all you relatives have to communicate With you through Ouija board. Bitch I got your ass carrying fuck.