Personal Chauffeur

[Hook] [Vanessa Marquez] [x2] I can be your personal chauffeur Call me up and I'll drive right over And pick you up For your funeral [Verse One] I wonder, wander, ponder, fonder Read epiphanies entities killin' my enemies Violently, silently, neatly, quietly Or out in the open for all who have eyes to see Your murder You're leaving Hating profusely til no pulse or breathing That's why I don't beef with no rappers I just send Angels & Demons to clap ya So I minx you here then worse in the after Send you to Hell Dante's Inferno Seven levels to dwell eternal These pages here are ripped from his journal Beef up security More guns to carry I'll still be right there just like in Hail Mary Preparing your bed With shovels to bury [Hook] [Vanessa Marquez] [x2] I can be your personal chauffeur Call me up and I'll drive right over And pick you up For your funeral [Verse Two] With men writing, then light, my pen write like M. Night Rappers too scared to sleep Stay up all night Just kill yourself Please, you'll be alright Just face your gun, squeeze, you'll see the light Refuse to, I use some Jew Juice Same suicide scene M.O., the usual Don't fuck with the new crypt keeper Cause on speed dial I keep the grim reaper I push the phantoms, no not the ride The kind that float and dart in the sky The kind that find anywhere you can hide Make you see things The dead come alive Make you fly off the freeway, your family inside Trapped, burned alive Witness your ending Now open your eyes Death is the beginning [Hook] [Vanessa Marquez] [x2] I can be your personal chauffeur Call me up and I'll drive right over And pick you up For your funeral [Outro] That's some real shit man. That's Vanessa know what I'm sayin'? Doin' her thing, Khalil on the beat. Let's get onto the next shit man