Spaghetti

Yeah hol up Psycho pathic
Ready to kill em
Lil boy I been sitting in the mud looking to the sky ain't know what it was
Told them my moment would come, Shit
Lil boy I been sitting in the mud looking to the sky ain't know what it was
I told these motherfuccers man yea
Yea Hit me
I was ready

Bitch I'm ready
Bitch I'm ready like some microwaved spaghetti
No machete hatchet swangin' turn thee fucc boy to confetti
Swinging this steadily coming in heavily
Ouija the mac put the mac in the veli
The mac in the roni
The mac be right on me
I keep them (?) and big rig right on me Homie
I never wanted a break I just wanted a chance to come do some more work
I flip the mothafuccin work now fork in the pot go berserk
40 up under my shirt now
Climbing up out of the dirt
Still got the mud in my fingernails when I be flipping these bitches the bird hol' up swerve
I'm on the verge step to my family we starting a purge
I got the mothafuccin' scissors I'm cutting off everyone get on my nerves
I used to look in the mirror and hate what I saw and believed I was cursed
Suddenly my life got better now cause that shit couldn't have got any worse and I was ready

I was ready
Me (I was ready)
Hey! Look (I was ready)

Told that bitch turtle wax my coffin I'm popping until they mourn
Still screaming "Fucc 12" like the dicc in orgy porn
Black rose in the graveyard my chopper just the thorns
Ice col till' the bury me your bullets make me warm
I get juggalo love every city I perform
Bitches wanna suck my dick right now they got to sign a form
Fucc the norm, We the storm
Psychopathic bout to swarm
No expression on my face when you erase
(?)

Ready to kill em I can not fucc with em I told em my moment would would come

Bitch I've been ready