Fema Camps

Creeping at night ready to
Take your fucking life roll the dice
Never think twice
Killing these bitches will always suffice
1-8-7, drinking red rum murder to me is fun
Ski mask and the gloves I feel no love
Fear no one one shot they done
Pistol grippers bag with zippers
$UICIDEBOY$ come equipped with pistols
Holding the TEC blade at your neck
In the middle of the street hollering out
"Who's next?"
Buck 'em and stuff 'em, leave in the sheets
To a player like me six feet ain't deep
Dead dope fiend with a pound in the seat
Fuck police and fuck your peace
Capping and dapping that Uzi be slapping
Fuck all that scrapping your
Brain I'm attacking
Just loced out sipping codeine
$UICIDEBOY$, bitch, trick or treat

"Crowds have been gathering around Washington
DC and even right in front of the Justice
Department here in Washington
Crowds of protestors are all
Gathered, that is despite the news
Officer Darren Wilson wandered out over
The weekend, Officer Wilson resigned from
The Ferguson Police Department
His resignation coming just days after
A grand jury decided not
To indite him in the fatal
Shooting of Michael Brown"
"Darren Wilson, did, ah fundraising
Did produce upwards
Of $200000 dollars for Darren Wilson
But from that $200000 he had
To buy a new house"

$lick told me, "Light 'em up!"
Thought he meant all the blunts
Smurf was fucking piling up
Now I'm high as fuck fuck
Now I can't tell who's my enemies
Good thing I got ten of these
Felonies caused by my separate identities
Sending me to the loony bin again
I sin with no penalties
Kick it like a fucking centipede
Creeping crawling with no remedy
I'll piss on your fucking centerpiece
Smoke in this bitch now I'm smoking a bitch
Yeah, I'm loading the clip
Put the roach to my lips
Now I'm blowing a kiss to your bitch
Drop dead in a pit
You should have already known what this is

"After he said
"I don't know anything about the
Facts, or if the cop acted stupid"
This is a lawyer who said
That, and who and who holds
Himself as a constitutional organ
He clearly decides there was
Going to clear it, right from the get-go"
"Right, and I think that the point is now
They're gun shy, they don't want to
They don't want
To do that again, they they tried a little
Bit more with Trayvon Martin, when they said
You know, but I've had a son
Who looked like Trayvon
That was seen as going too far by
Some, they just do not want to do anything
Controversial, they wanna have meetings
Behind closed doors
This is the safest job for them "

It's hustle i see ya lookin', wants to
See how I’m doing it, boy
Ya' might’ve lowered your seat in case
You wanna plot on me, boy
I fill you up come playing fish
To beat the life out your boy
Says you’re a gangsta
Playing games is what you might
As well be doing
He on the road, gonna get the
Behind them bars of them, boy
These streets a trap no coming back when you
Walk through them doors
Remember all that shit these streets
They let me butcher your whole gang
These bitches ain't really good for shit
Except for giving ya brain
All the time that you with me
We roll that gas
Smoking at a hotel Like Lil' Zé
Packing on heat but a nigga still eat
Cali Kush got a nigga feeling like Jesus, yes
Smoke every nigga, I will confess
I’m addicted to the weed and cess
Remain in this place until I reach my death
It’s hustle