Lyrics:
Always progressing youngin taking riskI'm influencing by my protégé Old head old soul you should buy my disc
Send my records to the fucking bayThere is no
trash
Get mashed and compacted because it's no longer valid
Go head recycled, repackaged and put it back in my cabinet
Boy that's germs, I'm fresh up out
of a gun, raised by a Glock
Georgia Power was off I was
Raised in the dark
I don't know if it faze me or not no telling
If I didn't turn 15 I
Wouldn't have
crunk
Many a day has passed, the night has gone by
But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye
Total chaos, for these playas, thought
a Nighttime Freestyle Session in here
Singing on it, cause I ain't got a fear in the world
Produced, mixed, mastered down in the borough
Yeah, watch out for JJ
try to find me but all they got was the silhouette (Bitch)
He don't make no sense
So I shot him in the head (Brr, brrah)
I thought he was Elmo, he
my family to JA (Jamdown)
Va, SC and even GA (Georgia)
I used to spend her in Decatur on the daily
Visiting my auntie, we went worldwide (uh, ah)
Here's jewels to live by
Identify before you enter and can't leave with weed
Fuck that, we waste no time in search of those who can't breathe
A bomb
Here's jewels to live by
Identify before you enter and can't leave with weed
Fuck that, we waste no time in search of those who can't breathe
A bomb
I said "Buck into you with my rambz"
But I dashed it away, bucked into a fed
(Phew)
And I've lost, I'm tapped in my head
So buck into me right now,
to be this lethal
Lethal weapon, Gibson and glover
Words I speak in your head they hover
Like your hash browns been smothered
Double covered
Dog food like
bloopers (always yapping bro)
Met your girl in Troy
But she gonna leave you like destroy
Don't trip bro because my ass will deploy
Stop yapping cndre cause
stopped
Long as I'm in this game
I'm gone milk the clock
Told her I'll be on my way yea
As soon as the pin is dropped
All my verses grow legs cuz I'm
Chamillitary S U C mix hol up
This is the Sound of Revenge
This for all my O G Screw Heads
Rest in Peace to Fat Pat DJ Screw
Chamillitary S U C mix
The longest train I ever saw
Went down that Georgia line
The engine passed at six o'clock
And the cab passed by at nine
In the pines, in the pines
Unemployment said I got no more checks
And they showed me to the hall
My brother died in Georgia some time ago
I got no one left to call
Summer wasn't bad
on the top of the
Heads while the Feds crack jokes with the Glock in ya
Don't get me wrong I know a lot of cool cops
That'd let me go if I had two Glocks
[Pastor Troy talking]
Down South Georgia Girls I love y'all
Pastor Troy representing for them Down South Georgia Girls
Y'all know what it is,
I want you to feel this
Do you die by yourself in a casket
Or is it a home
And I hope that they feel this
Would you ride for yourself
If you was
I feel I'm being smothered
Trapped by this entity
Blackened clouds surround me
Filling me with dread
I can't escape the horror
With the devil in
fast)
Let them all by the miniature clothes
I suppose I can dress
To impress these hoes
Gator shoes
Fresh gashed from head to toe
Only wearin in
Feels like we've never been fed,
Hunger been eatin away at your head,
It's fate so feel that beat in your chest,
It's more than a win,
Deeproted pride,
Fear of the Yata
Head in da clouds feeling like the Don Data
I X em out O they call me the choppa
Dick give you kiss make you sing at a opera
Cases
in this game is as big as us
If it is, you can tell 'em, we don't give a fuck
I gotta, hit 'em hard like Ronnie Lott
Defended by Johnny Coch'
.jpg/300px-John_Cale_(2006).jpg "John Cale")
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