They say I'm dead, put some bullets to my head
But how I'm dead with these voices in my head?
Get money, my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We just shoot for head, we don't aim for the legs
They say I'm dead, put some bullets to my head
But how I'm dead with these voices in my head?
Get money, my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We just shoot for head, we don't aim for the legs
Woke up in my mansion late this afternoon
Got a phone call from one, had to sweat me like a broom
That's a no go, nigga, and that beef I eat like food
Man, I slice it with a knife, then I pass it to the goons
I'm a head shooter, dog, you don't see no to the room
And I'm strapped up like a army, got them pistols just like boom
And you niggas like some flowers, when exposed, you niggas bloom
And your head is like a bomb, it go tick and watch it boom
I'm a goddamn fool, and them racks, I must consume
Been much later on ever since high school
But I'm a walking, talking chicken, dog, I'm racked up
Young Juiceman, dog, I'm sacked up
They say I'm dead, put some bullets to my head
But how I'm dead with these voices in my head?
Get money, my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We just shoot for head, we don't aim for the legs
They say I'm dead, put some bullets to my head
But how I'm dead with these voices in my head?
Get money, my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We just shoot for head, we don't aim for the legs
Voices, voices, damn, I'm hearing voices
Devil on my shoulder saying these my two choices
Wake up in a coffin like a zombie, man, that's not it
Or post up in that alley with them off tan or them white bricks
Haters want my head, but my shoes, man, they don't fit
Small time niggas with poor shoes and an outfit
Say he's gonna pull that pistol, kill me like a light switch
Choices, choices, we gon' dig a nice ditch
I'ma beat that boy head with a police nightstick
It's Young Juiceman, and I pull up in that nice whip
Juggaliga, Juiceman, damn, need them night shifts
Thirty-two E-N-T, damn, that's a tight grip
They say I'm dead, put some bullets to my head
But how I'm dead with these voices in my head?
Get money, my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We just shoot for head, we don't aim for the legs
They say I'm dead, put some bullets to my head
But how I'm dead with these voices in my head?
Get money, my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We just shoot for head, we don't aim for the legs
We just shoot for head, we don't aim for the legs
What you niggas said? Man, you pussy niggas scared
I'ma shoot it out with y'all, paint the city red
It's a lot of pistols 'cause we left a lot of lead
Two hundred round drum and that was for a head
Pussy lil boy, should've watched what you said
Pay your condolences and pay me my bread
Talking all the rumors, Young Ju dead
I can't be dead with these voices in my head
I'ma get this bread and you pussy niggas scared
Brick Squad the chain and my diamonds bloody red
Brick Squad the chain and my diamonds bloody red
They say I'm dead, put some bullets to my head
But how I'm dead with these voices in my head?
Get money, my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We just shoot for head, we don't aim for the legs
Voices, voices, damn, I'm hearing voices
Devil on my shoulder saying these my two choices
Voices, voices
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