Guillotine

Chorus
Not even finna make a scene
You know I got that guillotine
I’m not even finna cry
I already know that I’m gon die

Sitting in jail, Ain’t getting no mail
I know my bros were never gon tell
Hear it Not, Meur for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or hell

I’m in the back with Marie in my lap
She sitting rite there playin with my strap
She wanna take me all over the map
When we get to the room you know I’m gon tap

Asking me why I shot that man
I said if I could, I’ll do it again
You Know When the sun hit my eye
You know I gotta let that bih fly

Not even finna make a scene
You know I got that guillotine
I’m not even finna cry
I already know that I’m gon die

Sitting in jail, Ain’t getting no mail
I know my bros were never gon tell
Hear it Not, Meur for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or hell

I’m in the back with Marie in my lap
She sitting rite there playin with my strap
She wanna take me all over the map
When we get to the room you know I’m gon tap

Asking me why I shot that man
I said if I could, I’ll do it again
You Know When the sun hit my eye
You know I gotta let that bih fly

I ain’t McDonald’s, but I am the Mac
Keep playing with me and you will get
Whacked

In here for shooting that man on the beach
At least he can have some eternal sleep

Prosecutor talking bout Ian got no heart
When I die man I wanna restart

Some folks want a second chance
But I guess for me this my last dance

Not even finna make a scene
You know I got that guillotine
I’m not even finna cry
I already know that I’m gon die

Sitting in jail, Ain’t getting no mail
I know my bros were never gon tell
Hear it Not, Meur for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or hell

I’m in the back with Marie in my lap
She sitting rite there playin with my strap
She wanna take me all over the map
When we get back to the room you know I’m gon tap

Asking me why I shot that man
I said if I could, I’ll do it again
You Know When the sun hit my eye
You know I gotta let that bit fly

Not even finna make a scene
You know I got that guillotine
I’m not even finna cry
I already know that I’m gon die

Sitting in jail, Ain’t getting no mail
I know my bros were never gon tell
Hear it Not, Meur for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or hell

I’m in the back with Marie in my lap
She sitting rite there playin with my strap
She wanna take me all over the map
When we get to the room you know I’m gon tap

Asking me why I shot that man
I said if I could, I’ll do it again
You Know When the sun hit my eye
You know I gotta let that bih fly