[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
Hate me or love me
No I don't care it's the same thing
.45 in your face have a grave day
*59 be the set b**h I stay grey
Okay here I come with the AK
Okay Yung Plague got the blank slate
No cake Yung Plague got the blank plate
So grey Yung Plague got to break banks
Dope fiend but I love myself anyway
Renegade gotta get away so I levitate
The human race gotta find a way to renovate
Keep it simple b**h I think i'm f**ing Hemingway
Gotta find a b**h that I can penetrate
Let her know I ain't gonna inseminate
Separate then tell her to go meditate
She got depressed and overdosed now all she do is vegetate
[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Okay hol' up
Run up in the spot this a stick up
Tie the b**h up
Time to re-up
Hit em with the onomatopoeia
When I speak up
b**h i'm Jesus out the freezer
Cause i'm f**ing cold, dead
Better yet a threat
To any motherf**er comin' at the f**in' set
(The $carecrow)
Made out of roaches and locusts
Smokers who make waves like Moses no motive
f**in' some coeds that think i'm a poet
But f** it I po' it till i'm slumped and loaded
Reachin' my lowest they think i'm heroic
Funny to me but they think that i'm chosen
Illusions, illusions pollutin' the humans
One bullet away from my problem's solution
Sipping on Houston while I rot and ruin
Almighty *59 b**h I die for my union