Oleg's Flight

This is dedicated to you the halfway crook Pokin' bitches on Facebook Same lame get his chain took I throw flames let his frame cook Glad bags and black mags is the season Motherfucker I don't get mad, I get even Burnin' the devils, let us out the Garden of Eden 20 deep in the park, pardon my heathens We all here, Grizzy Gang playing your pallbearers I support the right to arm bears Long stares, I'll lift you out your lawn chair, nigga Better keep 'em calm when the Don's near This is cloud rap off a loud pack Committin' foul acts wit' a wild batch A game havin', chain snatchin' Crime figures, you know, my niggas Fuckin' wit'?? thugs out to get scratch like a lottery ticket Never stoppin' my mission, nigga, uh This is dedicated to you the halfway crook Pokin' bitches on Facebook Same lame get his chain took It's only logic that I gotta be the motherfuckin' man If you could empathize with me then you would understand That I'm an over achiever, a born leader That was taught to never ever leave the house without a heater And for the dearly departed, pour out a couple liters And let 'em sink in the cement Niggas said that I graduated from schemin', well, maybe not Still California Dreamin', a parking lot full of Impalas and Beamers A couple yachts, bitches swallowin' my semen Shoe box full of dollars for no reason I'm a problem best believe it Vomit like I'm bulimic over somethin' supersonic Kinda rhymin' procedures, ironic My competition's just a bunch of juniors, Cuba Goodings???, in fact life is Russian Roulette Only way to win, if you do it to death It's F