I feel like a loner that never Had Friends
so now it's a 187 if I roll Past Them
no more playing I'm telling you it Will Rain
all becuase my mind want's ta Spill Brains
you see death is where life runs out Of Tracks
a white boy going insane I know ya Love That
if not then one more hater is Going Down
pay attention to the psycho Flowing Now
I've been straight beaten and left for Dead
now it's that betrayal getting Expressed
one more blunt a toast to the High Life
fuck the haters it's just me and My Mic
cash rules a nation of greed am I Right
that's what it is no man gets to Die Twice
so everyday I live like it Might Be Over
dropping dope lyrics Despite These Posers