Much Love

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane] I used to sleep up on a bench up in the park inflation and it was late and shit And everyday these bitches would laugh at a drunk guy who sleeping up on the front line, so mu-fuck relationships Just trying to get one to suck on my cock-a-doodle No boodle, just a noodle to find your pussy like Google I know coo-coos that'll suit you, and voodoo like Shaka Zulu Dont trust niggas, thats probably why i always approach with caution And often im always off in my own thoughts Facing a battle and living my life like a gun- Bitch around the corner waiting for me, right now time i don't got But maybe im tripping, maybe im not, maybe its this bottle im sipping Maybe im sick of this motherfucking life that im living Pissing in a bucket in the fucking corner, nigga never had one Thanksgiving But you, you grew up differently nigga If you ever get shit up in the street, dont ever mention me nigga In notations, i be patiently waiting baking and lacing jason notations In the Matrix, wanna pay [?] It's real when the killing fiends niggas Wondering how we ask your drunk ass "Deal or no deal?" nigga More deals ive made with my AK a nigga don't be fo-realla, so go-rilla mark my words, nigga You could be deffing me like Daffy, bugging me like Bunny, a million ratchets be at me I'm renovating your house and im about to get in your catty And bitch with big ol' titties and booty calling me daddy, Much Love [Verse 2: C-Ray]