LS_XXXX - Seymour lyrics

Yeah, So RIP Philip Seymour Hoffman [Verse 1] Sinister as giving Manson literature to the children Thoughts of a youthful villain, windows is floor to ceiling Feeling like Patrick Bateman off that medication Only baring my patience cause I'm knowing Hell is waiting Still a sh** talking, blunt sparking Henny bottle to the face type n***a Take yo' mama on a date type n***a Half a pint, I mean an eight my n***a Straight act b**h, I'm too throwed to react, sh** The black Jaques Mesrine, Xannies and the cess green Load up like a motherf**ing chess team, you know heem It's Dolla hoe, b**hes blowing jarda off the Ivory Coast Having dinner on lobster boat I spit the sh** to give Barack a poke Give a cop a choke Bumping Flocka in the chopper smoke, p**y Light the dope, light the Light the dope n***a, light the Yo [Verse 2] Light the dope, no hope for the weak Four O's in the cream with four hoes in the jeep Two cups cause its only for me, you know Came up off of one too many Narcos and parked yo' sh** Dolla Darko, backwood full of ARCO Opiates flowing, I hope my heart go Still jumping n***as after rap shows Still rob a n***a if the cash low Same n***a sleeping back of cla**, yo Miseducation getting bad though The government is like the f**ing muppets Obama just another f**ing puppet You know it and you motherf**ers love it But ain't sh** change unless you do it, n***a I'm f**ed up Lemme hear that Still hit a lick just if the cash low Yeah, So