Текст песни Redzed - NOSTALGIA

I lost my sences
Fist up in yo face, you need a dentist
Run up with the gun I put
Pressure in you pelvis
You fucking nervous, and I sick of all these lies
And that ain't the only reason
Why you praying for demise uh
Go check yo back
Bitch im pullin up from the back
Comin up comin up with that uzi
Than i sniff the smell of death
I feel neglected
Nobody wants to fuck with red
I been a lonely piece of shit
So maybe i should stop my breath
Its changing me in something i like
Leave some more for me
Don't you play I'ma ripped inside out
Can't you pray for me
I read the Bible, I will give you one of ten
I saw the devil motherfucker is the den
Another letter see the blood up on my pen
I make you suffer bitch I've grown to be man
Time for nostalgia
Rock wit the posture
Mind fuller monsters
Hide if we spot ya
Freeze when we see em
Duke em and dekin
Saber the season
And pussies the reason why
I spark up a threat
5 fingers on ya neck
Huh
Foot up on the ped
Nigga nigga don't respect none
Niggas not my offspring
Treat em like a step-son
Got her in her wet ones
Jimmy graham I catch em
Getting dough that's all a nigga like me know
Hating on me but I'm paid in full
Try me, man I wish I nigga would
Niggas know I live in a trench
Dead bodies be the stench
Kobe with the wrench
Shoot around get benched
Beat dead horse, laughing with my dead friends
Hammer to his head again, checking if he dead again
I'm the creature that be living in the pond swimming
Dead boy no bones I'm beyond livin
I'ma I'm need blunt and some fine women
I'ma open ya mouth and stick a bomb in it
Bow