Lyrics:
could hear the enemy movin' in close outside
Just then I heard a twig snap and I grabbed my empty gun
And I dug in scared while I counted down my fate
lay
And your automobile is gettin sprayed on the real
Fuck the drive by shootin and them public affairs
We ain't wastin no bullets bitch we know where
motherfuckas this the wave now
When I was young, I was tryna get up in them streets ya
When I was lost my dogs went to war and grabbed my piece ya
Man I felt so
ain't stupid when you got a gun actin like cupid
Hand all inside your fuckin waist band
Actin like you's a fuckin big man
You ain't got shit on the lokest
of altercations
So why are we at a ?bar of killers? getting wasted?
If niggas plan to murder me God, I'd rather face it
I ain't running from no man, *damn I hate
a stone crack dealer
Surrounded by monsters like mike jack thriller
Ride around strapped 'cause I might jack niggas
Smokin purple like a motha fucking nut
I never was able to understand em
Ready to settle the score
With the man
That'll give em all a hole in their middle
Now who be the son of a gun
low; for some reason
stomach had butterflies to leave but I didn't go
My dog said let's go chill by the exit
And watch the hoes come out, nah dawg, I'ma
now two, now three,
Lone gun man takes revenge,
Three more shot down for what,
And here we go again,
For what, for pride,
For freedom once
stackin' hay in a red barn.
There's a father and a son with a BB gun
Shootin' bottles off a trashcan lid,
And a mat on the floor by a dog on the porch
My testimony starts losin a homie behind somethin phony
Flippin those zonie's for Rice A Roni
Lifted by my lonely for only brother to take, well
dog
And everytime ya heard my name
It was a murder involved
I just rap to clear my name
And smuggle bundles of that raw
Always rap so what you
overloaded over-lord of the land, the mortal, the man
Who's sorta like a soldier with a sword in his hand
According to myth, a rapper that was born with
with poodle bacon
And piss on his spliff
Sorry if your dog is hanging
By his collar now
I guess that's just what… life is all about
Kill timе with
"You know a duck can barely fuck for a buck
You gon' spend more time breakin' a bitch jaw
than the bitch purse, man."
See about it you fuckin' dog
The gun squad pulled me over busting at the cop car
My man call me from the pen money to the lock box
Vito calling me he telling me that he just had
loud got that stank got that make a nigga think
Man I’m off that shit yea I’m off that shit
I’m big boss lil bitch get that soda make it whip
I been
the waves
If you feel the fly, throw back on your shades
If you look me, in the eye, don’t look, the other way
You see the soul is in the eye, look a man, in
back to the crib, she saw it was posted right by the marina
He askin 100 questions, like what’s yo name and she told him Selena
She think all men are
ground zero right now it's the site of confusion
My first response was brush it off man that's just a mirage of illusions
Why do I desert my conscience?
a mouse in a box i be so amazed
Prolly gotta Dog and gun and you still afraid
The way we leave em in the dust they prolly feel betrayed
And I dont feel
back in shape, squares nervous when my circle comes around
But things change, counting with my dogs by the pound
Sorry Lupe but I'm smart enough to Dumb
a prison, calendar after calendar, 10 the system.
I ain’t depressed by it, I earned it so I wear that shit,
Compresses most of my problems, man is this where
the photos
And I don't really like how
I'm treated by these people, Uh
Feel like Walter White
Shave my head and I go evil
Don't look up, don't look down
I just
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