Still Ill Testo

Testo Still Ill

You will know just how I feel about all the shit you have to say, day after day it's all the fucking same. Changing your opinions just to fit in with a crowd you think is so fucking in. I hope you understand this was your last fucking chance. All the shit you fucking talk I have had just about enough. I'm taking no prisoners so don't play hero and die. A revolving door of images constantly changing your life. All this bullshit is making me sick, it's about time for you to fucking quit. Rip It! Still Ill