Tragic

«You really got to relax, man»
«Relax»
«Just take it easy»
«You worry about these things too much»
«You seem so tense»
«I mean, if it’s out of your control what can you do?»
«You sound crazy»
(Mr. McCann)
Don’t you ever question my fuckin' loyalty
I been in this shit, been lookin' out for all y’all niggas
Oh now y’all hungry, now
Now y’all fuckin' hungry
(Dat way)
Cheer up
Been in it, push up my percentage
No gimmick, I’m the last McCann in it
No scrimmage, this life you don’t image
Ran through yo door, copped everything in it
It’s a tragedy
More like lottery
Eyes rollin' inside of me
I smell ya fear, ya reekin' of sodomy
All that dick ridin' betrayed where you stayin'
There ain’t no lyin' to me
Ain’t no cryin' to me
You deserve this hot iron to ya tummy
Takin' them lines from me
Takin' them eyes from me
Shuck and a jive for me
It’s okay I got ya bitch
She suckin' the life from me
Takin' a mile for me
Give it a rise for me, how I put it
These succubi be bustin' forever, they ridin' for me
It’s a tragedy, it’s a tragedy
Young black man with no strategy
It’s a tragedy, it’s a tragedy
Be safe fuck 12, they stay after me
This a tragedy (2X)