Lyrics:
Blazin' artist
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Rugar Rell Dipset let's go
[Verse 1:]
Welcome you niggas to world war three
Turn his lights out I shine
to a conclusion it's now or never
Sometimes I wake up wishing I could sleep for years (years)
I've been through anger, pain, blood, sweat, and tears
You think
existence in this cosmic fight
Three-headed dead grandma with vulture claws
The Grim Reaper's cloak, shredded by the law
Giant Ratmen with swords made out
pain
You see how I'm feelin'
Tell yo' mama, "Good riddance, " you play
It's on now i took five Xans back to back
I'm in my zone now
These hoes ain't
hearses followed by limos
On your forehead I see the devil's symbol
3 6's, do the arrhythmic of the witches
And Grand Wizard, can you withstand
feel crazy
(One, two, three, four)
I see Bloods and Crips runnin' up the hill
Lookin' for a better way
My brothers and sisters, it's time to bail
it
No aim for it
They putting fake by your name for it
Felt pain for it
I only pray you ain't displayed for it
Momma crying screaming your name
Crack
future for us growing up
I forgive you
Raised by thoroughbreds
Cutthroats some gangsters too
No matter how far I travel in life
Some things I just can't
tap
Bigs bag I bechasing
Great pain yeah I been facing
On the track I’m steady pacing
Question God, hold onto patience
Y’all weak minded, brain so
different on 4th and inches
And I wasn’t on the benches
I’m talkin trenches
All this blood sweat and tears that a nigga drenched in
Probly could of played for
Yo what's up.
For those who don't know.
I go by the name of Tech N9ne.
I'm gonna let you in on a little secret.
Some of the things already known,
on Windrush, supporting a mar jays old man
Cold doubling eight kids, bare bills
Plus racists full of hatred in your own plant
Three jobs in a day (three jobs
32 inches around, my neck
Guerilla Maab, all in my deck
Dougie D and Trae, just wrecked
A skeet taste, on 3D-2
Slowed down and chopped, by DJ Screw
Me
Mad geeked he says peace and ends the conversation with that
Not sure what to expect, but that?s the beauty perhaps
So I rush out of my crib followed by
First, lullaby
First, son, will, ever, hear
And never forget
Mommy almost bled to death when she have him, finally
She'd already lost, three
First, lullaby
First, son, will, ever, hear
And never forget
Mommy almost bled to death when she have him, finally
She'd already lost, three
the car
For a nigga for court
Before we could hit the court
She know I'm down for it all
Thought she was loyal by blood
Loyal for drugs she would
Lust for
again and I hand it to Clippz
I gotta pop it they know that I walk it
I hate when they talking I cover my ears
Pain in my voice I got blood in my tears
No
to please
His attempts at pennance proven by the blood on his knees
Time slowly passes as the pain lingers on
Denied of acceptance and his innocence gone
He's
reach
Nigga you a hoe, I would never fold, kinda like that song by Jay three
Nigga that's me, I'ma play your cards like a SD
Head it make me smile, nigga
Verse 1:
1-scarred, battered and beaten,
2-left behind to rot, enemies fleeing,
3-groaning in pain, trying to breathe,
4-laying in a pool of blood in
was a three but he mixed it with the Fentanyl (oh)
I write my pain out but, I don't use a pen at all
I'm still front, Blood, diamonds like it's
Ireland
She's falling over rocks
Stars of the sky stars of the pain
And all stars meet in a falling star
And some make money from weapons' blood
clotted I'm rotted my fingers fallin off
There's was some blood in my tongue until i chomped it off
Driven by the humger in denial of the fact
Left my
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