In The Dark

Bitch we hang in the dark
Where the devil them play
Where an angel can't pray
Don't nobody get saved
Where you rot in the flames
Ain't nobody there to blame
For the shame for the pain for the way that they made you
Stuck up in a rage from the hate that they gave you
Threw dirt on your name for the game
Like a lame they done played you
Look at all this shade that they gave you
Look at what thеy made you
Stuck up in a bad mood
Runnin up on me that's a bad move
Bleed with a choppa that's bad nеws
Tell em don't speak unless i ask you
And when these bullets spit they ain't gon pass you
Pussy they gon bash through
Have a bitch trippin like she past due
Turn another opp into a tattoo
Ghetto mothafucka till they back loose
Still pull that Glock out and blast dude
Left that body still like a statue bleed