Illegitimate Lyrics - Singles - Young A.z.

Yeah, back up in this bitch 

Night of the living dead, 

Much love for mob star 

Its time to ride married to the mob 

My nines my bride Im schizophrenic 

Out on the mike Call me Mr. Hyde 

Bust that money mob shit still off the rap 

My nut sac slaps the chin of a hood rat 

A good rat only my niggas understood that 

Im isolated in the Jones with a fifth of jack 

I waged a war between good and evil up in my head 

I am on the front lines with the furious of the living dead 

Screaming do or die sip gin keeps me high 

Strolled the holy land murder eighth street Pakistan 

My cream bling in the eyes of a dope fiend 

Hit the crack scene with seventeen in my magazine 

Illegitimate Ritalin look its baby Ben 

Life hanging by the thread of his foreskin 

The morphine got me numb now I cant breath 

I slap a clip in my ruger let the trigger squeeze 

Illegitimate Ritalin look its baby Ben 

Life hanging by the thread of his foreskin 

The morphine got me numb now I cant breath 

I slap a clip in my ruger let the trigger squeeze 

Lets hit the bar spit that game drunk as we are 

Superstar in my own right come the late night 

Order a drink or two mind if I buy you one 

I couldnt help but notice your eyes 

I am the locksmith hun 

Whats your name where you from 

What do you like to-do? 

Have I seen you once before its almost dj vu 

Beer after beer shot after shot caine, after bomb 

Jealous hoes stop and say I throw up ???? 

Your five seven what looks out of this world 

I remember my first love and it was a white girl 

You remind me of that smoke your crack back 

I suck on your clit and you attack my bozac 

Exchange numbers I dont think it would be wise 

I spend a lot of time thinking about my own demise 

I spend a lot of time thinking about what could have been 

I spend time off Ritalin pseudo-amphetamine 

Illegitimate Ritalin look its baby Ben 

Life hanging by the thread of his foreskin 

The morphine got me numb now I cant breath 

I slap a clip in my ruger let the trigger squeeze 

Illegitimate Ritalin look its baby Ben 

Life hanging by the thread of his foreskin 

The morphine got me numb now I cant breath 

I slap a clip in my ruger let the trigger squeeze 

Back to the drama premeditated like the Dali lama 

Part like Osama a throw way in my first time bomber 

Five hundreds get to call it death 

I put it down for my folks with the dank on my breath 

The drank on my breath I stay up like crystal meth 

Retaliate so I can rest all the while still obsessed 

Stress yeah I get a little something 

I hit the house party drunk think about dumping 

Imagine me ride and die for the next four days 

Like a ritual sacrifice it I make it all official 

My nut mind works overtime 

Leave niggas riggamortis like ??? stones on ??? 

Illegitimate Ritalin look its baby Ben 

Life hanging by the thread of his foreskin 

The morphine got me numb now I cant breath 

I slap a clip in my ruger let the trigger squeeze 

Illegitimate Ritalin look its baby Ben 

Life hanging by the thread of his foreskin 

The morphine got me numb now I cant breath 

I slap a clip in my ruger let the trigger squeeze