Testi:
The Exit So Leave Then

time to exit, meet me by the front door Five...six...seven...eight If you don't, another dime piece will fill in ya space You searching for a trick, then

t look a day over zero And you don't look a day in the times cuz it'll make you realize The night is near so Well then go, dream, I clean around the edges

a gun with a mic So I ain't makin friends, so fuck sayin 'what up' Cause I pull my pump, and then I blow your gut up So watch it when you talk shit, cause

make 'em vegetables Just to let 'em know that the course tastes pure Pissed off all the local rappers so it's time to go on tour I'm sure, so I never

let the crys pop Beep the next shit, push a big Benz fuck a Lexus The streets is too hectic so I stacked then made my exit One dough to get focus my thoughts

skin, your muscle, flesh and bodily tissue Never to miss you, my rhymes leave the punk seekin I shoot em, then hit your dome and leave your mic leakin Then

exit I?m kinda tipsy, I don?t want to wreck shit And don?t think ma, that I?m on some next shit Just wanna know if we can get breakfast Then go to the

i came unglued don't mean to leave you behind just going through one of those moods it's like it slipped through my fingers that could be the sign exit

talk-talk Walk-walk-walk-walk To the exit sign-to the exit sign-to the exit sign We should talk-talk-talk-talk Walk-walk-walk-walk To the exit sign-to the exit sign-to the exit