Bedtime Story

She put the CD in and said there is a God And read the bible just to know that the ahmadinejad I killed Osama burned a few Qurans for me to get this far Devil dancing music, you can feel him in your car The Allure that Hova rapped about Jehovah beat a witness, We so Christian, we still fornicating California, valley naked', make it just to fake it Imma take it If it's mine, I spend it, then I shit it Then you lick it up Why we sin so hard to feel so good Why we sinning Just to get in good Why we selling just to get a buck Thats why we stick you up Up nigga, West side Up, nigga, whop whop, We up, nigga Pop drop Don't get stuck, nigga Rap niggas over pop niggas Tight jeans for the sus niggas Peter Parker told Glizzy I was up, nigga That's what's up, nigga Lately I've been feeling suicidal If I decided to commit suicide would you love me more Or would you do or die Suicide is like genocide So I ride around with my tended mind getting high Backwoods never that good I hate when my girl smoke shit I don't trust niggas so I don't smoke shit Plus, niggas straight sleazy That's street shit No Gleesh shit, mo'eesh shit Her father with the box cut, and her mama fatter than an armored truck Put it all on us Gang bang shit, kickin' Liu Kang shit Bang bang shit Poo poo all on ya don't say shit And I'm just warming up, nigga You can get used to this shit No beginners luck, bitch I'm a mother fucking problem and I walk with a pimp's limp Do the stink, do the freak, do the wop, now drop