resident evil E

Ay, I'm a part of the problem, the problem Is I couldn't solve it. If he talkin' and Talkin', I throw his body in the solvent. If this world is my planet, my flow will Keep the world revolvin'. Always growin' and Changin', that's why I love it with the lovin'. And now you leavin' in a box, bitch, I Keep him in a coffin. I don't even need A locksmith, I take the keys and pop 'em. They tired tryin' to be little, tired of suck Like 'em ghetto bitches. She play my dick like The strings of a fuckin' fiddle. If he thinkin' he steppin', I turn the heat Up and burn him a little. I'm gon' poke Him and stab him, I'm on the point like The tip of a needle. I'm gon' lock up Like the devil 'cause they swear to God that I'm evil. I'm gon' lock up with that chopper, Then I'm poppin' the top of him. That's yo' bitch, she give me top up off The top of the top of the easel. I'm a silent creepers lurkin' in the cold like It's Resident Evil. I'ma give 'em what they needin', They feenin'. This motherfuckin' chopper leave 'em Bleedin'. If you run up on me lonely, swear To God you'll get defeated. Hollow tips are flyin' out the fuckin' barrel 'til My bullets are depleted. Leave you motherfuckers dead, your demons can't Repeat it. Only care about the money, this a Money-getter thesis. If I monopolize the motherfuckin' board. And if you live by the pen, then you Die by the sword. Rap until I'm bleedin' in My motherfuckin' vocal cords. And then my melon servin' smoke then the panther Like a barber sword. Fuck, word, ayy. It's Mr. Eight-Oh-Four, it's Mr. Eight-Oh-Four. It's Mr. Eight-Oh-Four, I had to let these niggas know.