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Pins And Needles

They figure I'm from the earth so they treat me like dirt
Labels all over my ass to hide the hurt
I'm not ignorant, I know that it's with Death that I flirt
After snorting a few lines, I popped a hand full of percs

Now tie on that bandanna, make sure that shit don't slip
Grab those two pieces, both with a rubber grip
Give up that PIN motherfucker, don't make me turn you into a believer
And all of your family into a bunch of fake ass grievers

Popping up to say farewell all pimped and tricked out
Waiting in silence to see what they were left no doubt
So come on motherfucker don't make me act a fucking fool
And prove to you that I'm a craftman and I've mastered these tools

But i've gotta be careful there's no way that anyone but me is going to receive
From the mortician to shitty ass relatives, to the bitch that did their weave
I made up my mind that I've gotta make this old fucker say please
I took it to his ass hard and shot out both knees

I stood in awe as he took it to the chin, but that pistol grip got me the PIN
All slouched over he cried the numbers out, the teller paid out, and I showed a grin
I was happy for us both so I placed two percs into his mouth
Then this old fucker did a strange turn about

He said, "if I knew you had percs we could had sidestepped all of this shit
Fool, I could had withdrawn enough to make your ass rich
But to be totally honest I like to take my percs while hitting a few lines
What you may not know I've got death on my mind"

I took a few steps back and looked that old fucker in the face
I threw three percs into my mouth and gave them a spit chase
I looked at his ass sideways, fuck I straight up stared
Shit this old fucker was up walking around, there was no blood anywhere

I cut him two lines, right then and there
Hell I cut two for myself wondering what happened to his gray hair
My heart didn't know if it wanted to speed up or fucking stop on a dime
That old fuck turned introducing himself as Satan and said, "you were dead since the first line"

 
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