Too Far Gone - Swizzz

Now welcome to my world, little boys and girls

I would like to take the time and thank you for my referral

The west coast summons me, right

Well I’m here to tend the wound like a bucket of ice (Go)

I wake 'em up, throw some Z’s on it

I make 'em bounce with the lean on it

I’ll make a crip throw a 'B' on it

I’ll make a blood throw a 'C' on it

It’s FV, you wanna be on it (Never!)

I’m calling the shots now, locking the block down

Getting bucked like a dollar bill, come and follow

I’m getting money but fuck the dollar

I ain’t flossing, I’m romping, got a problem?

Holla'

I’m just here to make a few changes

Rearrange this rap game 'cause it’s been tainted

While you cookie cutting niggas spitting candy of the beat

I’ma heat it up like 'wave and go Miami on the beat

Now take a trip through the mind of a nigga

You must see the signs of a killer, it’s too far gone

I said, take a trip through the mind of a nigga

You must see the signs of a killer, ooh killer

Now, there’s something I should address, sum up

The game’s drunk and I mean fucked up

Too many niggas wanna bang but they can’t dunk

Too many niggas wanna ball but they just suck

Too many niggas selling out like an auction

I should pop 'em like a tag, I’m not shopping

You got swag?

That’s cool with me

But let me tell you why you shouldn’t fool with me

Test me, I smash a nigga like Pepsi

Hardbody baby, knock the niggas into next week

A prodigy causing havoc like I’m

You want that real rap shit, come get involved with me

'Cause I’ma get 'em geek like nerdy

Jerk 'em like beef 'cause I’m flyer than a bird be

You heard me, I’m putting down on you niggas

Now why do I even come around for you niggas?

Now take a trip through the mind of a nigga

You must see the signs of a killer, it’s too far gone

I said, take a trip through the mind of a nigga

You must see the signs of a killer, ooh killer

Look see, I’m ill like Wayne with a germ on him

And smooth like Snoop Dogg with a perm on him

See, I can rock it like L with no shirt on it

But I don’t want your girl to trip like she’s failing on me

I’ve got the baton but I ain’t gon' pass it on

I smoke big kush blunts then ash 'em off

I tell a girl with no hands to come and jack me off

I love college but I fucking hate Asher Roth

I’m fiending to crack a bottle like Marshall

And getting drunk as fuck and do a hundred in the carpool

C’mon baby girl, we don’t have to argue

I just wanna fuck and forget you like Sarah Marshall

I live my life according to no rules

With the old school touch, I’m fresher than Whole Foods

Don’t forget, write a note about it

It’s FV, welcome to my world, whatchu know about it?

Now take a trip through the mind of a nigga

You must see the signs of a killer, it’s too far gone

I said, take a trip through the mind of a nigga

You must see the signs of a killer, ooh killer