HIM

Ramiro Garcia

I am him no mystery
Spit so clean no listerine
Fuck it I got demons with me
Burning down your ministry
What you think you aint like me
With the shit you do
And the food you eat
That's lusting that gluttony
I bring greed where's the money
Aint shit to me look bitch I got it
Im just a vessel on autopilot
Hatas suck huevos chinga tu madre
Son these boys I am your padre
I rolled up and fell in love
She been with me since a scrub
Tried selling dimes
Tried selling dubs
Didn't work out I smoked it up
Im the black sheep of the family
I don't think they understand me
I don't pray to images
That shits unordinary
Im just Rome the son of Mary
You a chicken clone scary
Need no friends not Matthew Perry
Ima milk this game get dairy
In my car son that's on daily
Get the job done need Mercedes
Flame the mic always go crazy
Out my way Im a mental patient
My bitch thick she eat her gravy
She smoke loud and swallow babies
Pour the bottle till we wavy
Born to die no one can save me
Its bout money fuck you pay me
Need my hundreds twenties fifties
Im a grown man I aint kidding
Till Earth hear this I aint quitting
I know I got it I aint tripping
She know I want it cause Im tipping
Threw a twenty showed her titties
Tipped her mo did mo than stripping
I am him no mystery
Spit so clean no listerine
Fuck it I got demons with me
Burning down your ministry
What you think you aint like me
With the shit you do
And the food you eat
That's lusting that gluttony
I bring greed where's the money
I am him no mystery
Spit so clean no listerine
Fuck it I got demons with me
Burning down your ministry
What you think you aint like me
With the shit you do
And the food you eat
That's lusting that gluttony
I bring greed where's the money
This world got me fucked up
TV got me fucked up
Fast food got me fucked up
Hatas got me fucked up
This world got me fucked up
TV got me fucked up
Fast food got me fucked up
Hatas got me fucked up
I am him no second guessing pressing Texan
My words are weapons
All yo shit less than impressive
I switch the methods
Still leavem red man
Bloody
Higher than Stars on a Moon Rock study
She gave up the cudi just kiddin we buddies
Dont let my stunting get you mad and grumpy
Get off yo ass and go get money
You a baby son
Teletubby
No whippin chickens
I aint Kentucky
Monster spirit like Mike and Sully
I turnem to crumbs
Ain't shit sunny
Not trynna get stuck
The cup aint muddy
I'm smoking a blunt
Eat beats got munchies
These fools pirates like Luffy Monkey
Get off my D I hold the One Piece
I can't stop no brakes on the Huffy
Flow concrete yo lame shit spongy
Pockets on green they look like Gumby
I'm from Texas like Pimp C Bun B
Demon to you but Jesus love me
Bitch I'm blest my skills ain't lucky
You depressed like life's ugly
Get off yo phone you fuckin zombie
I am him no mystery
Spit so clean no listerine
Fuck it I got demons with me
Burning down your ministry
What you think you aint like me
With the shit you do
And the food you eat
That's lusting that gluttony
I bring greed where's the money
I am him no mystery
Spit so clean no listerine
Fuck it I got demons with me
Burning down your ministry
What you think you aint like me
With the shit you do
And the food you eat
That's lusting that gluttony
I bring greed where's the money

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