调：A minor
Verse 1
You may be seated.
Case number 36,
Gangster
Gangster
Penn, you're charged with three counts of acrobatic
assault and possession of a deadly weapon.
So could you please take the witness stand and please
Alright, check it out.
and I'm living like a maniac.
I got my 9 and I'm finna
pull my hammer back
And get violent,
but I don't try to be
Sometimes there's a
demon inside of me
He's trying to make me
do wrong and all that
But I snap and come back
and put away the gat
And then my mind goes
blank and I'm falling
G
And I can hear the 9mm calling me
It's telling me to come
commit another homicide
So I hop in my truck and go for a ride
And now I'm looking for a victim
and my mind's blank
I'm feeling funny cause I took
a hit from the dank
There's another person
living inside of me
And it's a bad case of split personality
I need help, so lock me up for a while I'm
sick of living in this homicidal lifestyle
Your
Honor, he is lying!
He is not getting to the point!
You have no excuse to assault another
Your
Honor!
Can't you tell that this
young man is lying?
Would you please tell the truth,
Mr.
Gangster
Pat?
Order in my court,
Mr.
F
Gangster
Pat, could you please proceed
Alright, I wake up in the morning
with a strange feeling
It ain't right, I got a appetite for the killin'
So I head to the kitchen for
the butcher knife
Open the door and I was
blinded by a strange light
I knew that I was going
crazy from the get -go
And then I turned into a spider, a black widow
I tried to climb the wall and fail,
boy, did that hurt?
I think the devil's trying to
make me do his dirty work
I tried to climb something
else and hit my head again
I passed out and woke up in my bed again
I start thinkin' something's
fishy and it just ain't right
I coulda sworn it was
morning but it's midnight
I look down and I'm tied in a straitjacket
I won't out,
I start sweatin' cause I can't hack it
Am
E
Am
I'm sick of livin' in this
homicidal lifestyle
Homicidal lifestyle, homicidal lifestyle
And, uh, can't you see there's something wrong with the boy,
whatever you wanna do to him, you know.
Because, uh, it's cool, it's all good.
He, he gained his fat gold proceeds.
I'm going crazy and I really can't help it,
G.
I'm always thinking that
somebody's trying to kill me.
I'm having flashbacks,
so I start to duck and run
All of a sudden there's a boom,
made him drop that bomb
And now I'm sweating cause
I feel my body getting warm
I realize I'm in the middle of
Vietnam
Here comes the sergeant and he's
telling me to guard his back
But I can't cause I'm
standing here without a gap
I hear a bang and I fall so I
guess I'm dead
Opened my eyes and all I saw was bloodshed
I must be dreaming so I paced
myself and broke up
Looked in the mirror and realized
I was cloaked up
Threw up my scent and I vapped
through my neighborhood
I'm back to normal,
so everything feels good
I'm not a killer,
and hurting people's not my style
This is the end of my
homicidal lifestyle
Homicidal lifestyle, homicidal
Homicidal lifestyle, lifestyle
Homicidal lifestyle,
Homicidal lifestyle,
Come on, let's go, boy.
Get this man out of my courtroom now!
Get him outta here!
I want him outta here!
You're going down, boy!
I ain't make it!
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