bed, last song in my head Still feel the beat, still feel the heat I sold my soul, my soul to rock 'n' roll Now I am losin' my mind I sold my soul, now I
deep as I strike at a quick pace I got the evil of my dead nigga trapped in my mind So my soul is a threat to all mankind Born to kill, I'm wicked by
my boys in the squadder Nigga talk reckless then I hit 'em with the Smif 'n... But I'm never snitchin' I'm a rider If my kids hungry snatch the dishes
