Lyrics Anna on Yall Bustaz Mind -

Anna on Yall Bustaz Mind

We live withing drug dealing, The killing and blood spilling
No love, That’s not what I’m feeling, I’m watching his blood dripping,
I’m sicking on lemons, Indenting blood for the mission, I got it in for
revenge, He’s soaking, Oh I didn’t mention, So get the fuck on the floor,
And then get down on fucking knees, The children naked be begging «Oh please!
Please, Crazy, please!»
Fuck nigga, Shut your damn mouth, I ain’t on barring
no hoe, When I lock and unload, I explode
This is the life that I chose, I’ll never repent for my sins
I’m staying drunk off that Henny, I’m sending bullets like pricks
They getting stuck on your skin, And then, The carcass he smokes,
And from the tones that I’ve told, And from the home where you’re alone,
I see the skin ripping slow
So nigga, Call up the Undertaker and pray for your soul
We dressed down in for bleed, So get ready for war!
Anna on y’all bustaz mind
Fall into my Glizzock Nine
Follow the Evil Pimp into the shadows where I shall be lurking, I’m from the
dark alley, You’re bleeding so badly, So niggas who touch me, They’re gonna get
blown off indeed, I’m in the trees, As I howl through the breeze,
And if you must resist, I will do you in like me, I squeeze, The trigger,
And I put one in your nigga, The damage I deliver, As your body shakes and
shivers, Huh, Savor the dope in my blunt as I’m cutting you up, So much bodies
and blood stains, That could be dropped in one night, I murder with no pattern,
I hack at your ribs, Send you to bottom of the abyss, Running through the
streets as I’m naked, The Evil Pimp taking time to gather my strength as I’m
feeding the cadaver and I got a good shank for them bitches that talk like I’m
thick like a tank, I lift your window, And creep slowly on your floor,
As I go into your room, And your wife is screaming «No»!, No waiting when I am
just spraying your organs with my bullets, I just love your blood runs,
I’m gone and I’m fucked, Cause I do not control my damn mind, Just realize the
demons committing murder, I’m addicted to horror, How sad is that fact,
When I bust my Glock through your bloody ass neck, Wanted for murder these
demons suspect
Hoping that no one who’s in for my rep, Tremors in night as the scenes for the
piercings, My candle lit, Run for your family when you’re about to get stabbed
by my knife, I’ve stolen your life, Cause the Evil Pimp’s here for eternity,
I take a slash
Any victim in my path, Feel the wrath of my blast
As your brain falls onto your lap, A damned, A damaged mind
My vision’s blind, I love this crime, My nine will find your behind,
I love to stang a fucking lame and you can bet that shit, That I will do your
ass in, When I see you slip