I don't go around fire expectin' not to sweat
Think I'm gettin' sick, I'm feelin' illegal/ And not having money is the root of all evil
I come straight from hell, Cell 23
This is brain surgery. Ski masks on my bullets, let 'em commit brain burglary. Emergency, it's an emergency. Someone in all black left the whole scene burgundy.
My word is my pride, the wisdom is weak, and that's word from the wise.
Hereโs my most funniest joke, Iโm broke.