Inch - Too Deep For Livin'/Too Fast To Be Tagged On Teh Chest

[Talkin]Shit!!!....Shit!!!..."Cough"....Since I'm in heaven things look differend....Its differend frum' up hea'....You get to understand things but what brought me here man?....Aigh less' hear it DAAMN!!...

[Verse]
My penitentary dayz was now gone,Far away
Fifteen years old knucklehead,The hood is where I stay
Fuckin' around teh bloc' while mother pray
I'm sayin' "Its okay",But its not...Same shiet everyday
If this shit would be color,It would be grey
Now I was "YG",OG'z knew me well
I'm teh kid who jacks foo'z at Cluckin' Bell
Foo'z knew dat' I'm commin',Evin smell
I said fucc' teh jail cell,I rather go to hell
Soon I started to go out wit' teh tool
Sayin' "Fuck school",About to blast a fool
Neva' did it befo',Only once shot a bull
Smashed his skull,NOW DAT' WAS COOL!!!
I got me sum' real fucked up beefs
But I was all about smokin' on leafs
Big time OG told meh shit and gave me crack
I was sellin' dat',Ten dollaz fo' teh pack
Fuckin' junkie's snack,They were wack,
Smilin' everytime when I came back.

Buisness was mo'fuckin great
No one had to wait,It became my faith
Alwayz on teh spot,Junkie bait
Fuckin' em' up if they were late
Thats sumethin' I realy fuckin' hate
Foo'z became greedy couse of my succes
OG'z gave me dealin' area that no one could pass
Sellin' em crack,horse,Crystal,Smelly grass
I was doin' so well that foo'z was about to jack
One O'Clock in teh mornin',Pullin' out my sack
Just about to sell a pack,Right there I see a catch
It was foo' frum' teh otha' side,Named "Stretch"
He was jackin' all around teh town,Like he had a badge
Now he was all about to fuck me,Tryna' take my shit
I looked down and spit,Run towards teh car,Reachin' to teh seat
Grabbed my heat,I could hear radio,Playin' slowly beat
Punk ass started to shot towards teh car
Missed meh for a fuckin' inch,Not so far
Da' fucc' nigg' thinkin',Shotin' on a ghetto star
Right there,I aimed,Trigga' is wut' I squeze
Down on my kneez,He knows my steez
Bullets flyin' like breeze,
"Ratatatata!!" is teh shit that he hears and sees
Foo' got lucky and make it out fresh
Still about to take my stash,Down to make sum' cash
Brave ass mo'fucka carefully lookin',Smokin' hash
At that time I reloaded my brand new Nine
I could use sum' coke,Snort a line,But there was no time
Foo' was about to take mine,Pop my ass,It should be fine
"Fucc' ya'" was teh sound dat' he heard frum' teh back
Punk turned around and saw a big black
Lift up his gun,Foo' had a mo'fuckin Mac
At dat' moment I knew dat' he's wack,
So I turn teh car volume to teh fullest,Played dat' track
Stepped away frum' teh car,He broke every fuckin' window
You could still smell dat' indo,When wind blow....Soo....
My Nine started spittin',I was trippin'
All dat' anger,Hate and crazy came from within'
Foo' didn't had no options but to kill or be killed up in here
Why da' fucc' did he evin came near,He could be drinkin' beer
But he would rather steal,Fuckin' wit' big deal,
Ashes to ashes,Dust to dust
Nigga' juss' crashes,Its a fuckin' must
He collapsed as I bust,
Nigga' realized,Fuckin' recognized
I was sixteen years old punk,Street wized
Shotin' on a nigguh who's a bigger size
Three to teh chest,Along wit' teh rest
Blew him da' fucc' away in teh past
It was not teh first,Evin last,This one was frum' West
As nigga' was diein,I looked straight to his eyes
His face was one big suprise,Crazy ass kid popped him nice
He had to forget bitches,Drugz an' dice,
As I finaly did it teh OG started yellin'
"One-Time!!",He was fuckin' smellin'
This aint just some bullshit dat' I'm tellin'
I started runnin',Jumped ova' teh fence
Straight to teh big homie Lance,
He didn't knew shiet,Plus there was no sense
That was teh first chance and I turned it into a bloody dance
Just to keep teh stash unda' my pants
Threw teh Nine into sum' nearly bush
All I was thinkin' about was to hit teh kush
To calm down,Think about foo' who died couse of greed
Kinda' paranoid,Rollin' weed,Pop teh seed
As Lance asked meh da' fucc' I did
"It was you!?"...Dayum foo'...I heard it too
So there aint nuthin' to do,Gues I woke up entire crew
Salute,Salute,Tru' da' fuckin' neibhorhood
They kno' dat' someone was up to no good
One-Time about to catch that dude
Not realy but they wish they would if they could
Yellow tape covers teh sidewalk,Lookin' down on teh block
Seein' sisters in shock,Aint nobody fucks on his cock
I should throw my otha' tool in teh dock,So I take my left sock
Put teh Glock in it,Gotta' hide that shit
Cops on my block,Lookin' fo' a man wit' teh heat
While I'm checkin' em out frum' teh flat,Outta' my seat...

Time went fast,Three weeks went by
It was already past,I was keep on gettin' high
But foo'z knew dat' I killed dat' guy,If anyone asks why
I didn't lie,Told em dat' punk ass had to die
I didn't had nuthin' to do but to lay low
They could still get meh fo'sho,
And jail cell is not tey way dat' I'm about to go
Sooo....I gotta' wait till flowers grow,Stick wit' teh floor
Lock teh door,Can't afford no shiet,No more...
Had sum' guts and went out,Down to teh store
Came in and heard sumethin' hard mo'fuckin core
Sum' snitch told every single thing,
Went to teh police,Started to sing
And put my ass into a fuckin' situation
Juss' at teh time fo' celebration,
Now he's about to meet a creation
I was about to fucc' his whole nation
Didn't had much time,One-Time on my ass
All dat' stress,Pigz lookin' fo' me,Tryna' arrest
Again same shit frum' teh past,
So I came frum' teh West,Lay down in teh grass
Eyez on teh crib,That I'm about to blast,Frum' first to teh last
I see a lil' sis',I could fucc' this,There goes wife juss' about to piss
Hope that I dont miss,Atleast I see teh fool that's on my list
He's gon' get teh mo'fuckin TechNine kiss
Quickly got up and jump tru' da' window
All dirty as fuck,Wit' indo in my clothes
Got crazy as a mo'fuckah,Blast em hoes
Check em frum' heat to teh toes,
Buck everyone who goes,Fuckin' foes
First was a lil' sis' that I took out
Like a scout,Shot was loud,But noone heard teh sound
Music was bangin',No one around,
Straight between her eyes,I could see her lies
Brains were hangin' out like it is somekinda' suprise
She felt behind teh chair,With brains in her hair
While wife was thinkin' How da' fuck do I dare
So I turned around and smack teh bitch wit' teh strap
Blood spittet all ovar teh map,All I had to do now was cap!
"BAMMMM!!!" an' hea goes anotha' one,It was fuckin' son
I was cold blooded maniac wit' teh gun,Killin' people like fo' fun
"Crazy mo'fuckah wit' teh gun!!!" foo' was yellin'
Wife was on teh floor,Popped,Barely bellin'
I saw teh last one,He's teh reason I'm here
He dropped beer,Since he saw meh near
Tryna' run like a deer,Full of fuckin' fear,It was crystal clean
So I aimed in teh back,Disconnected his loungs
That's teh way how I handle them punks,Lookin' at teh blood that runs
Outta' his mouth,Shit was dirty as fuck
He wasnt able to duck,So he ran outtah luck
I was too fast wit' my Nine and buck!
Last kick to teh stomach,Turn him around
Aim at him like crazy fuck,While he was on the ground
"Bum",Last fuckin' sound,He smoked his last pound,
Good bye punk ass mo'fucka,Jumped outta' window on yard
He was silly ass sucka,Killin' his family aint dat' hard
Its like throwin' teh dart,Bum! to teh heart,End it,Teh way you start
Now I'm out plus pigs kno' my location,My area
Block where evin army cant take care of ya'
NEWS were playin' a video sayin'"Watch out for the head full of dread"
Thats everythin' they said,Already shotin' upon my head
Pig opens rafal,Yellin' "fireeee"
Tryna' blast meh higher,But dat' aint teh shit I desire.
So I jump into the allyway,Seen a cop and spray,Blast his ass away
Teh floor is where he stay.
Gang mentality is rough,Nigg' like me had enough
Buck!,Buck!,Finaly I ran outtah luck,No options to duck
So I cought teh mo'fuckin slug,Anotha' thug,Nobody to hug
There was I lyin' like a bug,Bullet is a hard fuckin' drug
Floor is cold,Feelin' like I'm old,Dat' was teh story I told
I still had teh mo'fuckin tool,dat' I hold,
Full of stash unda' my pants,Dat' I supose sold
Heart stops,Body aint shakin',It was nice,No mo'fuckin hatin'
I did what I had,Now I'm fuckin' dead,Wit' bullet in my forehead
"He didn't make it" was teh word dat' doctor said
Big toombstone,Stands near my home,
Still tryna' figure it out alone,How could I catch two to teh dome
There was a lot of dirty shit that I done
Maybe evin killed your son,Everyone who wanted some
Story ends wit' dead ass nigga',Happy on trigga'
Made police officer's chest bigga',
But sooner or later you gots to go,Let em blast you fast or make it so...
Without no mo'fuckin pain fo'sho,And it was all couse of where I grow
And wich gang signs I'm down to throw.

ryder, u r back?))

Yooo ...naa actualy I'm not playin I just came to check it out and made this shieeet