Hopsin - Press Charges lyrics

In the night, Inside your home
There lies a boy who's oh so cold
Traveled far along this road
To take the soul of a bitch so heartless
I'mma make you pay for the heart
That you stole from me
I think she might press charges
I don't think that the cops can
Take full control of me
Shoulda never fucked with Marcus

Wow, You really are a ho
You finally got the kid convinced
Listen, Bitch I don't have to
Make no freakin' sense
And only think I'm gettin over
Is your picket fence
Last time we saw her was Saturday
She's been missing since!
Hmm, Maybe 'coz I stole her
That ho was bipolar
I'm sick of skank ass bitches
Fuckin' my life over but, I don't hit girls
I sexually knock 'em up
She cheats on me, I chop her up
FedEx come and box her up
Me sayin "Screw you
Don't call me again" is not enough
I'mma make you and your family
Suffer from alot of stuff
Don't tell me to tone it down, motherfuckers
I gotta cuss we'll never reunite
There's nothin' left I got for us
What hurts the most is your family
Knew you were playin' me
Everything we had was make believe
I can't believe i fuckin' trusted you
I shoulda never fucked with you
Now you're gonna suffer the consequences
Sucks for you

In the night, Inside your home
There lies a boy who's oh so cold
Traveled far along this road
To take the soul of a bitch so heartless
I'mma make you pay for the heart
That you stole from me
I think she might press charges
I don't think that the cops can
Take full control of me
Shoulda never fucked with Marcus