
lil jack - torn lyrics
[hook: lil jack] 2x
been lost in the wind, talkin’
dead man walkin’, feelin’ like they torn
mind twisted and scorned
from reefer twisted in sherm
eyes twitchin’ from these b-tch -ss n-gg-s
despise snitches, my business
yo, b-tch -ss n-gg-s, it’s my business
[verse 1: lil jack]
i’m ’bout to go psycho or should i say homicidal
my choppers are like motorcycles, right hand on the rifle
………………..
(?) and stay the f-ck away from d-ck riders
a couple inside of, i think they really despise us
they wanna put bullets inside of my k!llers in spite of
and that’s they reason why that i sit on the throne got me sire
the rapper messiah
take a drain and get higher
my supplier said you (?) you overdose
(?) layin’ comatose
mane i keep a strap but you suckas lame
leave yo brain exposed, then adios!
leave you slumped over like prince
my first pump off of my pants
my n-gg- we smoked till our eyes slant
my n-gg-s eat together like ants
you n-gg-s sleep together, don’t speak to me
i run this b-tch with no fatigue
jason mask, and all fatigues, as we proceed to make you bleed
my n-gg- just jumped in the chevy
he told me these n-gg-s was scary
we ready, we k!ll anything that ain’t ready
they scatterin’, windows was shatterin’
bullets was rattlin’ or should i say ratta-tat-tattin’ man
had to been about a hundred of ’em
but i’m constantly bustin’ on wrong for nothin’
sip purple drank and my gold chain
cocaine, snort a whole thang
[hook: lil jack] 2x
been lost in the wind, talkin’
dead man walkin’, feelin’ like they torn
mind twisted and scorned
from reefer twisted in sherm
eyes twitchin’ from these b-tch -ss n-gg-s
despise snitches, my business
yo, b-tch -ss n-gg-s, it’s my business
[verse 3: crucified]
knock-knock-knock, it’s a (?) at yo door
when i run up (?) better lay ’em on the floor
(?) get up anymore ……
…………………………………….
hack ’em into pieces, mane i did it all before
sacrificial meeting with the people out the core
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will the devil pay my dues?
mane i take over this game, gotta get that fame
gotta leave em bruised
and enter into this world, resurrected twice and i got some news
if you f-ckin’ with me i’mma chopper, chop you up and deuce
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