Ransom, 38 Spesh - Misery lyrics
[Ransom, 38 Spesh - Misery lyrics]
"Be my victim!"
The wordsmith with absurd gifts
I used to serve bricks
Now I get paid when these words flip
This thing I love that started from
The mud making nerds rich
It’s academic, but when rap
Invented this word snitch, we deserve this
It’s worthless, put pain on your browser so
When you search this
The earth shift, the kiss of death
Here’s the reaper to flirt with
I need Bieber to verse with
I put out hit's and leave
When the hеarse split
Get put out quick and heavеd
In the dirt ditch
Yeah, I can see you ain’t worth shit
Paid in full
Still can’t believe when they murked Mitch
I’m ice cold
Could never be sunny reading the first script
Your wife froze, refusing to see you bleed
When the nurse stitched
Yeah, you fuck with me
You’re already screwed
A deadly dude, ain’t feeling you niggas
Just think of Terry Crews
A petty dude, I shoot for the stars
Whoever said he’d lose
I bet he bruised, an eye for an eye
That’s how this fetti move
It’s war, nigga, best believe that it’s war
Nigga
Got your kids all tied up, I even the score
Nigga you don’t believe me, then draw, nigga
Started from the bottom, I got
Conceived on the floor, nigga
Pause nigga
Washing these sins away when I pour liquor
Poor nigga, eating cheese sandwiches
On the porch, nigga
Randy Nichols as Candyman
You’re like Samuel playing Steven
Slaving in Candyland
Ayo, anonymous shooter sending me slugs
Times in my life
I ain’t even know who my enemies was
Now they’re all in memory of i’m by myself
I refuse to be the company misery loves
Plotting schemes
Got confidential exotic dreams
I’m a king and I done been
Through a lot of things
Rats put my kinfolk inside a bing
Niggas let the bugs in like an
Open window without a screen
Not a thing, I’m dodging informants
On tour, shit
I was performing with five different warrants
Helped guys provide for their daughters
Still they burn bridges like know
How to survive underwater
Eating like it’s some kind of disorder
Gained a homicidal aura from
Monetizing the corners
Counting money since 5 in the morning
It took 23 hours to count it
Remind me of driving to Florida
I’m quiet, not a dominant talker
Forgive me Father, one time
I prayed to God for a silent revolver
Huh, wished that I was a goner
Instead, I’m in a thousand dollar robe
Sitting inside of a sauna trust!
The wordsmith with absurd gifts
I used to serve bricks
Now I get paid when these words flip
This thing I love that started from
The mud making nerds rich
It’s academic, but when rap
Invented this word snitch, we deserve this
It’s worthless, put pain on your browser so
When you search this
The earth shift, the kiss of death
Here’s the reaper to flirt with
I need Bieber to verse with
I put out hit's and leave
When the hеarse split
Get put out quick and heavеd
In the dirt ditch
Yeah, I can see you ain’t worth shit
Paid in full
Still can’t believe when they murked Mitch
I’m ice cold
Could never be sunny reading the first script
Your wife froze, refusing to see you bleed
When the nurse stitched
Yeah, you fuck with me
You’re already screwed
A deadly dude, ain’t feeling you niggas
Just think of Terry Crews
A petty dude, I shoot for the stars
Whoever said he’d lose
I bet he bruised, an eye for an eye
That’s how this fetti move
It’s war, nigga, best believe that it’s war
Nigga
Got your kids all tied up, I even the score
Nigga you don’t believe me, then draw, nigga
Started from the bottom, I got
Conceived on the floor, nigga
Pause nigga
Washing these sins away when I pour liquor
Poor nigga, eating cheese sandwiches
On the porch, nigga
Randy Nichols as Candyman
You’re like Samuel playing Steven
Slaving in Candyland
Ayo, anonymous shooter sending me slugs
Times in my life
I ain’t even know who my enemies was
Now they’re all in memory of i’m by myself
I refuse to be the company misery loves
Plotting schemes
Got confidential exotic dreams
I’m a king and I done been
Through a lot of things
Rats put my kinfolk inside a bing
Niggas let the bugs in like an
Open window without a screen
Not a thing, I’m dodging informants
On tour, shit
I was performing with five different warrants
Helped guys provide for their daughters
Still they burn bridges like know
How to survive underwater
Eating like it’s some kind of disorder
Gained a homicidal aura from
Monetizing the corners
Counting money since 5 in the morning
It took 23 hours to count it
Remind me of driving to Florida
I’m quiet, not a dominant talker
Forgive me Father, one time
I prayed to God for a silent revolver
Huh, wished that I was a goner
Instead, I’m in a thousand dollar robe
Sitting inside of a sauna trust!