Lyrics:
watching the mother fuckin Grammies
Mama ain’t at home my brothers they can’t fuckin stand me
So 13 years old I came up with a plan see
15 years old I
under white covers
Prodigy: Was a thumper
Till he met the 40 thunder
Havoc: Now I feel strange when I walk by his mother
It's fucked up
an eye when you live and die by this war
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered With anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers,
It's time to go left and not right
Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers
If you stand close to the woofer
Betcha get sprayed by my lecture
Any club with ladies or dimes, I'm a regular
Give it up smooth, I ain't beggin
every bar that I write
They got blinded by the love incase you're wondering why they feeling me
I'm a maniac
Semi auto when I'm poppin' off tops unwritten
out with an empty bottle of rum
Although she's been gone long I do not miss my mother
And he's a sorry fuck so there's nothin in the cupboard
My little
the soul leave the eyes a Mother cry My baby
I seen the wars start from that them back to Backs was crazy
I seen the wars start from that Them back to Backs
Blurry visions stumble by
Horrid creatures fall beside
Severed minds whistle on
Tuning into the war song
Hypnogogia rides the rift
Take no other
When I was just a young son
I would sit in the tree of my front lawn
Dressed for combat with my Star Wars gun
I'd been watching movies bout Vietnam
givin' you
Like what do you mean
My music was never as good to be listened to?
I just be droppin' these bombs
And there's not a mother fuckin' thing you
mic clutch
Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you keep your day job
My competitors never know the right touch
Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell
Kissed my mother goodbye
middle finger to the sky
Out the door hit the streets on the run
I steal for my supper
I’m a punk rock motherfucker
I’ll
against me my heart shall not fear
Tho war rise up against me yet I will be confident
Dear world I was thinking today
I thought about if I didn't grow up
E-Swiftulaus, Kurupt Young Gotti Neo Deastro?
Franklin Gostra the Sixth, Sixth
(Let's go, Kurupt)
May I laugh ? to yourself, shells
Before honor and war
cried
I simply kissed her on the head and promised not to die
Gun in my hand over 10,000 feet
Thought about my life and I wished it was unique
Droppin'
I rather die on my mother fucking feet
'fore a nigga live on his knees
Twin Glocks in my palm back against
The wall I'm ready for war
My enemies die
life
Queensbridge streets at night even more trife
Hold me down son, never let sleep
Danger lurk
Niggas creep, doing they dirt never in peace
By my self
passes by I pray that tears don't leave your eyes
Every tear feels like a bullet in my motherfucking spine
I been shot at, almost died you think that shit
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
fuckin' snakes I'm as high as the stakes
Quarter ounce of weed to the head no breaks home wait
Street wars we get in them
Furious fist on my wrist is
fighting my temptation
Got to stay alive to help my mother as well
The long term goal to be happy and well
I was a good kid but it's time to rebel
clarms
For Ethiopia
For Eritrea
For the whole Horn of Africa
Even though I don't speak in my mother's tongue
Let there be no confusion bout where I come
through every moment
My mother was working harder
Than most of these other fathers
My father was popping bottles
And drowning out in his sorrows
My sister
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