911, what’s the emergency?
There’s, there’s been a murder
Mam, can you speek up? I can’t hear you
I, I’ve killed someone
Mam, where are you located right now?
Is there anyone else in the house with you right now?
Mam, mam
Everybody’s dead
Voices in my head and they keep telling me, telling me
Voices in my head and they keep telling me, telling me
Voices in my head and they keep telling me, telling me
Biddy bang bang Biddy bang bang Biddy bang bang
Voices in my head and they keep calling me, calling me
Voices in my head and they keep calling me, calling me
Voices in my head and they keep calling me, calling me
Calling me calling me calling me calling me
I woke up this morning, black hood’s still on me
Dropped down to my knees, I think that they we’re tryna get to me
Both path on my dresser, blood stains on my leather
I’mma roll me a swisher, get my thoughts back together
Cold water on my face, starin’ off in that mirror
I know somethin’ ain’t right but I can’t even remember
Flashbacks of last night
I think we got into a fight
When I was going to ground I mixed it up with that white
Now it’s coming back to me
Shawty walked up to me
Put my hands on my face
I told her I ain’t no rookie
That should draw enough crowd
Steady tryna get loud
Voices telling me “now!”
It’s time to lay shit down
Down down down down
I made a motherfucker right down in the streets
Fill him with the red til his heart don’t beat
When the parents come around won’t nobody speak
Won’t nobody eat
Hot blood is on my team and nobody with
But your clothes smell of bleach
Top story of the week
Breaking news
Crime on the city south side
..wood area
There has been noted that a triple homicide murder has taken place
There is one suspect, one witness
Please stay tuned for more updates
Lord please forgive me, Lord please forgive me
I didn’t mean to do it but the devil got up in me
Now I’m on the run, tryna ditch this gun
Southbound on 57, my gas tank is on none
Pulled over this motel, check a ride in my cotel
Been tossed that cellphone but I’m still checkin’ my voicemail
Cuz, cuz, where you at?
I’ve been calling you and calling you
Your phone is going to voicemail
Let me know what you want me to do
Man, this shit ain’t never gon end
Who gon raise my kid?
Seeing myself call the feds and I’m turning myself in
And I can’t do no time but I ain’t got no strip
That’s one first degree, five more attempts
Get the million on bond, pistol case still open
Tryna stay on my grind but I know them boys be scopin’
Damn, I don’t know what came over me
Feels like the devil’s standing close to me
This ain’t how my life is supposed to be
