I think I've seen it all
I think I am ready for afterlife
I think that you niggas be talking 'bout shit
That you don't even know what you talking 'bout
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
I think I've seen it all
I think I've seen it all
I think I've seen it all
I got pain in all my system
Hear my brain hissin'
All these motherfuckers wack, so I grab the pistol
Two shots, click-clack
Papa had to diss 'em
I done warned these lil' niggas, but they didn't listen
Off the Henny, fuck a bitch, you know I had to switch 'em
I'm a demon in the shell, I'm finna burn you niggas
My bars heavy, see that shit turn in to trigger fingers
Choppas heavy and I got them aiming for the killers
Got 'em, aiming for the killers
I think I am ready for afterlife
When will you niggas start getting the message
When you niggas gonna get that shit
Don't worry 'bout past need to worry 'bout present (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you ain't talk that guap get the fuck out my presence
I pop me a pill so I don't have to feel
Have no trust for a hoe, yeah, I been learned my lesson
Man of my city, that's one hell of a feat
I'll die the realest nigga at the very least
Take some LSD, tryna find some peace
Psychedelic trip now the blunt deceased (Azide on the— XELF)
Turn the kush into vapor these thoughts into paper
Azide and Blak Trash taking over my nigga, say ya prayers
I think I've seen it all
I think I am ready for afterlife
I think that you niggas be talking 'bout shit
That you don't even know what you talking 'bout
Fuck is you talking 'bout
I think I've seen it all
I think I've seen it all
I think I've seen it all