Steve-O Creep - Mama's Cry

9 years old
Playin with sticks
And stones
29
Went from sticks
To blicks no Pacifist
Drugs and money
In mattresses
If I miss I circle back
Sawed off
AK
Or the Mac
Pussy boy your soul detached
Windshield sprayed
That nigga crashed
Cryin on the Gram
No you cannot
Get your homie back
He knew what it was
He knew who I was
How the fuck I'm
Wrong for that
That eulogy was you or I
Now I'm wearin suit and tie
Grinnin
While your mama cry
Oh I wonder
Wonder why
Why they wanna make they Mama's cry
CGF it's do or die
Butchered then he crucified
Grippin the semi drivin by
Sippin and smokin
Tears in his eyes
Heartless a heathen
A soldier for life
Talkin yo shit
But you'll never survive
You won't survive
You won't survive
You won't survive
You won't survive
You talk your shit won't fight about it
I talk mines I'll die about it
Hoe ass nigga cannot hide it
I know where you sleepin
When you geeked up of that Molly Fucked up off that
Acid tell his ass
It ain't no passes
Cant bring myself
To fuck your bitch
The whole city beat me to it
You been woofin for too long
Jus grab your strap
And do it
You a fuckin joke
I hope you know
This more than music
I've been prayin
To whoever for my opposition
Ima use you as a message
In the new religion
Oh I wonder
Wonder why
Why they wanna make they Mama's cry
CGF it's do or die
Butchered then he crucified
Grippin the semi drivin by
Sippin and smokin
Tears in his eyes
Heartless a heathen
A soldier for life
Talkin yo shit
But you'll never survive
You won't survive
You won't survive
You won't survive
You won't survive

Written by:
Steven Reese

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