Graveyards in my pocket. Tombstones in my wallet. If you talkin' 'bout my profit, All I see is dead people. All I see is dead people. You starve so when my momma tryna make a couple dollars, Any nigga with a problem, they be dyin' over dead people. Muthafuckin' dead people. This shit gets deep. Don't fuck with me. You end up six feet deep. Listen to how I did it. I crept up slow on Willow. Thinkin' 'bout climbin' through the fuckin' window. In the backseat, potato burners. Ski mask, body bag, duct tape, and a pillow. In the front solo. Sittin' low with the lights out. Feelin' like Manson on some Sonny Sam shit. With a murder on my mind that my mind on the homicide, And my watch said they outta time. Somebody gotta die, bottom line. Front page, column nine. Headline: Another Columbine. I plan and plot and strategized, and thought about it. Loaded up everything in the closet. My objective is to get bloody. They can beg and plead, yell and scream. Try to leave, get in cheese, pray to God on they knees, but I'm still gettin' fucking ugly. I fuckin' love it. Took this nigga by his throat and fuckin' cut it and thought nothin' of it. It's simple insanity. Just a murderous fantasy. It's simple insanity. Just a murderous fantasy of mine. (Man, I feel like killin me a mother fucka.) Last night, I must've had a blast choppin up bodies. Woke up bloody as fuck in the hospital lobby. Body filled with adrenaline. Not rememberin what I did to get all this blood on my fuckin' Timberlands. Cop's sayin I did what to him? Showin me pictures of cut-up bitches, disfigured members with body parts missin. Listen, I ain't do shit, I don't know shit. Man, I don't give a fuck about that bitch. Fuck whatever she said, fuck whatever she saw, it wasn't me. Oh no no, not me. Listen to the alibi. I was at the movies, that Avatar shit, With them 3-D glasses on, And that shit longer than mother fucka. Look at my pocket, get the tickets though. That's my alibi, bitch. Now what up? Fresh out the cuffs, now I'm back on the outside, And headed west where Homicide reside. That's my nigga. He live on 1st and 48th right next to the white chalk in between the yellow tape, Behind the black gate. Rottwielers and pitbulls, surrounded by snakes, AK's and AR's. Some niggas hard to play, some niggas play hard But that house right there, don't go in they yard It's simple insanity. Just a murderous fantasy. It's simple insanity. Just a murderous fantasy of mine. (Man, I feel like killin me a mother fucka.) Beware of dark shit, shot 'em through the fence Tough offensive line men couldn't stop the blitz. Them niggas inside, a couple kittens And this right here, good riddance. Nigga fuck around, it's suicide for instance Picture the mind of a bullet Here I come I can smell the flesh aimin' for your head or neck. Nigga, pray to God I won't hit your chest. Now here I come straight outta drum, headed for your lungs. You in my sight. The last one didn't do it right, And I'm waitin. Just lookin at you. Thinkin about it and gettin tired of lookin at you. Hi, daddy, remember me? Goodbye, daddy, this is what it gotta be. You brought me in this world, now I'm takin you out. Now you open up your muthafuckin mouth. Simple insanity. Just a murderous fantasy. Simple insanity. Just a murderous fantasy of mine. (Now I feel like killin me a mother fucka.)

People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange, faces come out of the rain When you're strange, no one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange, faces come out of the rain When you're strange, no one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange Alright, yeah When you're strange, faces come out of the rain When you're strange, no one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange

Homie don't see em coming but I do Them hittas is creeping behind you Don't ever move that work if it ain't yo turf I really shouldn't have to remind you Bullets is flying now That boy is crying now But nobody hears a sound I see dead people Never cheat on me she said She was talking to a man With a heart full of anger and a 3 57 banger in her hand She put 2 in his chest Put 2 more in his head, she said If she can't have him than nobody can She wouldn't let him go though Didn't have the strength to hold on Put the gun to her head and swoll I see dead people Remember you killed my homeboy So I gotta avenge that, black mag, black mask And I know where you live at I went through a lot to get you So I know I won't miss you I'm hittin whoever wit you Whatever diety that guides my life Dear lord don't let me die tonight But if I shall before I wake then, I'll accept my fate and I committed to my heart, was in the right place, I Did what I did to put food on my plate So when they come for me keep me safe I see dead people Coming out of their grave, wiping dirt off their shirt Still walking round the earth Watching their death reoccur Climbing out of their grave Wiping dirt off their shirt Still walking round the earth I see dead people

If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gonna shoot you Spent a thousand dollars just to sip (just to sip muddy) Park that motherfucker in the V.I.P. I got that motherfucker on my hip I'ma squeeze (baow) I'ma squeeze (baow) We ain't really with all that internet shit (21) We ain't really with that pretending and shit (21) Come and get your bitch she actin' friendly and shit When I get inside that pussy, I be killin' that shit (killin', killin') I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode (woah) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (savage) Savage on these hoes (woah) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (woah) I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (savage) I'm in savage mode (savage), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes Cup, woah (woah) Muddy, yo (yo) Hit the yolk (yolk) Got the stick, woah (brr) Keep it on me, yah (yah) Knew you got it, yah (21) One in the head, yah Bitch, I fuckin' dare (I dare) Nigga, I double-dare (I dare) Why the fuck you stare? (Stare) Pew-pew, bet you ass don't stare (21) Red bottoms, yeah (red) Bitch, watch where you step (bitch) I'm in savage mode (brr), cook a nigga like a chef (brr) Ain't no loyalty (21), these niggas all for self (yeah) All these fuckin' stripes (stripes), I shoulda been a ref (yeah-yeah) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode (woah) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (savage) Savage on these hoes (woah) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (woah) I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (savage) I'm in savage mode (savage), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes All that backstabbin' turned me to a savage (savage) All that fuckin' krabbin' turned me to a savage (it did) Racks inside the mattress turned me to a savage (racks, racks) I turned to a savage, bitch, I gotta have it (I gotta have it) Fell asleep in science, I love mathematics (countin' cash) Bitch, I like to add, bitch, I like subtractin' (that countin' cash) That chopper flip a nigga like he acrobatic (pop, pop, pop) He 'on't want no smoke, he 'on't want no static (want no static) I'm in savage mode, shit can get tragic (yah) I might toe tag him, I might body bag him (woah, woah) These bitches gettin' old, I already had 'em ('ready had 'em) She wanna live lavish, she don't meet my standards (21, 21) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode (woah) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (savage) Savage on these hoes (woah) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (woah) I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (savage) I'm in savage mode (savage), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I'm a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes I'm in savage mode, I'm in savage mode I'm in savage mode, I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes