Look What You Did to Me

They tell me put the dope down and it won't hurt no more

But the only thing I really seem to understand is murder more

They tell me keep my tigger finger easy, I'll open up your body

Too many casualties around here

Dead bodies around here, and I can't get caught up

Preacher, can you save me, save me?

They said it was gonna get greater later

But now I can't help but to think that it ain't

But a **** was fed up with this life

Thinkin' about runnin' a razor blade 'cross my wrist

Every last drop till I faint

Taken out that, pullin' Smith for the things I never did

Comin' up as a young kid

Tryna get rid of all the animosity towards me

That was shown by the other kids

What did I do wrong?

Why do everybody wanna see a **** fall?

Mama dead and daddy can't be found

Smoked when I'm stressed out

Who the fuck can I call?

All alone in my own zone with no friends

So I chose to make friends with drugs

'Cause every day, everybody 'round me

Tryna clown me, so I got a friend and I got buzz

Out of frustration came aggravation

Depression comin' down in my mind

Kept a **** confused and straight cryin'

Dyin' from Sweet sticks and lines

Throwed off in the mind

Tryna wonder why do Jesus let this keep happenin'

To a **** that steady bein' on his knees

And I'm beggin' Him please

Have mercy on me

Find a **** a better way

Right about now bump to the point

Somebody better take this infrared away

'Cause it went on too long and I got piece of chrome

And I want you to come and look and see

The monster that you've created

Look at what you did to me

They tell me all the liquor ain't good for me

But it drowns out the vision of my casket

It's either my life or your life, that's right

I'm gon' let you have it

Every day haters can't understand

The way I move my hands in ways not known to man

'Cause I can't get caught up

Preacher, can you save me, save me?

Could it be the invisible, individual ****

That got a bit more bigger, baby

Got a head above one, hit a quarter knockout

Bigger motherfucker ball, more skins with a trigger

Shoots gun, missiles, droppin' a bomb

Chuckin' hand grenades, C4's explode

But I be sleepin' on the same bench for nine days

Livin' off of hot water and Cheerios

Here it goes, my click back, never grow

****, mom was a thinking throwed

Then 24 fists imposed to those

They actin' like nothin' but bitches and hoes

Suppose all a **** wanted was the good life

Live in upper class, layin' back on my ass

With a maid and a butler, sippin' on an ice cold glass

Goddammit, I'ma do it but I had to start in the deuce

And to 'em, MAC nine plus one, that's ten

Then I think many murders would've been avoided

I just wanted a friend, feel me

Better yet, kill me, but I don't give a fuck

If I bust when I duck 'cause I don't give a damn no more

You ain't dealin' with the same motherfucker from three years ago

When a **** fight fair, knockin' out a patch in your hair rather quickly

From a damn brick, a **** done went crazy

Look at what civilization done made me

This is my era of terror

I am the man with the gun that admitted to the fist

Never really missed

When it be bustin', a lot of your blood'll be rushin'

Was a **** born like this?

Innocent child with a smile and a dream to advance to the top

But I got gun in your mouth, you wanna respect me now

Shoulda respected a **** when you had a chance

Haters, been makin' me out of a punk, tryna figure me weak

Better get ready

For them zips, put Ziplock's and a whole lotta cops

And a whole lotta bloodstained sheets

Drunk a lot of beers, shed a bunch of tears

When I reminisce on them years

When I see little boys and girls livin' the life that I wanted to live

Since I really couldn't live with this

Gonna be hard for the other motherfuckers to try

'Cause they dyin', hey, mama

I want my Tonka toys right now

Don't make me cry, I don't wanna have to kill again

I kill 'em all till the world is empty

Look at the album cover, that's what you did to me

If I done told you once, I done told you a thousand times

It's plain to see that you can't change me, ****

'Cause I'ma forever be a **** for life

A thug ****, a guerrilla mob ****

A killer clan ****, a Mo City ****

Mo City mean more killers, more blood spillers

More burglars, more murderers

More kick door burglars

More **** that'll slap a patch out your motherfuckin' ass

For real, count on it, respect it, trust it and believe in it

We ain't no fake ass ****, we real

Packin' loaded steel

Ready to bust at will

We don't love you

Look at what you did to me