Terrorstalking.

Push you out the window, Push you out the window, Push you out the window Push you out the window This is not the window This is not the window This is not the window This is not the window It's an innuendo It's an innuendo. It's an innuendo It's an innuendo I'll push you out the window (Push you out the window) Go get some regular girls Go do some regular things Go back regular works. You not scaring nobody. I Rick with ghosts and the comics Souped up cars, delivering groceries You sell drugs, but live in the projects; Nobody got time for your nonsense New bike, but ain't paid it off yet My psychic days your karma up next I promise, the worse that my heart stops— The harder and faster your corpse rots; You'll probably sleep in a coffin— (Tonight) Or no more bike, back to walkin. You wanna keep playing these games, sis? Keep at it, I'll be rich and famous. Go double click on some fake pics Go chase fake girls with the fake lips Go save lunch money to buy fake tits Keep giving em excuses to be racist They hate us All cause you done fuck up niggas Keep folks up, that's why they don't trust niggas Your whole motorcycle a slave boat nigga Your whole Benz, that why they just roast niggas How much you owe for the car note? How much you owe for the car note? Ho How much you owe for the car note? How much is four cups of Starbucks? How much you owe for the car note? Roll up, you'll probably get your throat punched. Loud bikes cause ya'll ain't the smart folks— Ya'll suck, Ya'll autos is slave boats. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © turn the light off then I'll sue the whole word on my irregular heartbeat, and my mama. I don't give a fuuuuuuuuck.