NOOKS & CRANNIES

Bend her over, got her back broke
Eatin' good, I'm a turn into a fatso
If a youngin run up on me he get tag toed
Put the heat up on him, give him burns, he need aloe
Big bands but I act broke, knee deep in the pussy but I'm shallow
Raven ain't shit
Cocaine and tobacco sprinkled in the blunt, got me schizo
Raven brainless
Same shit over and over, it's just a different day
Only thing that I'm changin' on a day to day basis is how many plays I'm makin'
And how many drugs I'm takin' to the motherfucking face
I ain't playin' boy I'm coachin' the game
Youngins sittin' round waitin' for the Raven to drop
They make way when I step into the room
I be flexin' with my goons, when I pop out they be yellin' mayday
If you ain't been listening then I'm here to set it straight
Big Raven Bird Gang 'til the grave
And if life keep on goin' how it's goin' then it's safe to say I'll be there in about a couple days
I ain't worried 'bout it though
To be honest, only worried 'bout the dope and I ain't never been ashamed of it
Sunk in an abyss of addiction
The phenomenon of craving takin' over every part of my brain youngin
Stuck up in a loop, don't know what to do
I just keep it pushin', pullin' strings in the booth
If she ain't fuckin' I'm a give her the boot, like to da loo
I call her best friend, tell her come through
Like a dog with a ball, I'm a drop her
Loch Ness in the bed, turn into a monster
Smokin' like a Rasta, only one on the roster
I'm adoptin' rappers, no foster
Carryin' the game got my knees weak
Palms sweaty 'cause I'm fiending
Mom's spaghetti on my Preme tee now it needs bleach
Pussy only thing on a woman that I be beating
Got her screaming at a high pitch like a tweeter
She a tweaker, on the dick she be squeaking like this beat be
Even with a bat you couldn't beat me
Better get a army full of tanks and bazookas to come see me