Manequinns Are My Best of Friends - $uicideboy$

Riding down the block in a Lac

Got a Glock in my lap

As I holler "Where ye at?"

No fear of attack because I know his peers ain't got his back

Creeping and I'm peeping now the tank out of gas

Head home to the 7th ward

The ride there was fast

At last

Walking into the house I know the moment passed

Then I look into the mirror

Noticed shattered glass

Looking like a spider web caused by a blast

Trapping out the pine box

Hades got the block hot

Heron in my shoe box

Knot with the blood clot

Used to sell that dope but still never had no money

Slanging to fill my habits addict serving up a junkie

I find it funny when I start to tip toe with the reaper

He start to running because I usually start to beg and plead him to take my soul

Take my life

Take my last breath

He never did so I took his and I manifest