Dead Wrong (Halsen Remix|Explicit) - Halsen

Lyrics by：Halsen

Composed by：Halsen

Relax and take notes

While I take tokes of the ********* smoke

Throw you in a choke gunsmoke gunsmoke

Biggie smalls for mayor

The rap slayer the ****** layer

************ say your prayers

Hail Mary full of grace

Smack the ***** in the face

Take her gucci bag

And the north face off her back jab her if she act

Funny with the money

Oh you got me mistaken honey

I don't wanna **** ya I just want the paper

The visa capisce-ah I'm out like the vapors

Who's the one you call Macho

The head honcho swift fists like cu-macho

I got so much style

I should be down with the stylistics

Make up to break up niggas need to wake up

Smell the Indonesia beat you to a seizure

Then **** your moms hit the skins to amnesia

She don't remember **** just the two hits

Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the *****

Suckin' on the **** had the ****** beggin' for the ****

And your moms ain't ugly love my **** got rock quick

I guess I was a combination of

House of pain and bobby brown

I was humpin' around and jumpin' around

Jacked her then I asked her who's the man

She said B-I-G then I bust in her E-Y-E

Yo big you're dead wrong