Cll night
I've been spitting fire
Guess my whiskey breath
Is reacting to the lighter
That's my drink of preference
Bitch
There's a line you can reference
I been spitting fire
Getting admired
Sitting with my heina
Kins used up
Throw 'em in the trash
Shits fragile glass
Don't let 'em all clash
Or well be breaking
Hopping on broke legs
Shit
Hope you faster than 2 megs
Fibers coming
Heard it through the wire
If you weren't so slow
They'd prolly invite ya
Hunting chasing down
Then I bite ya
Slower
Supplemented for the tigers
Kill and kite ya
cn the hospital fee
Yeah
I'm leaving for the finders
Call me crazy
Know its heinous
Life is hell
Death is painless
Well paint the picture
cnd clear the wall
I need somewhere to hang this