InLovingMemory lyrics

[Intro]
What?

[Verse]
Walk up in your spot and watch me turn it to a grave
Put them drugs up in my face and watch me turn into a slave
Every day, every chance I get, I take, on the stage
In my grave, either way I'm gettin' paid
Humans like to speak on me and put a smile up on my face
Ear to ear, I'm who they fear, they know I bloody up the place
Grip that pistol with precision, Anna Nicole, yeah, all my b*tches dead, dead, like I'm feelin'
"Ooh, ooh," weapon singin'
Bucket, kick it, f*ck it I'll rip it, got no time to show no sympathy
Men in Black, the beam, еxcept I want him to remembеr me
Marching to a different beat, the deadest in the infantry
I'm spittin' like an infant, baby, AK on my hip, it hit
This whole scene be on my hit list, I don't stop until I hit
Them .46's on me, flip and now everybody my victim
Saw him hiding, then I ripped him, I'm trippin', I need to simmer down
Sittin' on these, know it's me when you hear that pistol sound

[Outro]
Sittin' on these, know it's me when you hear that pistol sound
Sittin' on these, know it's me when you hear that-