Lyrics:
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
the wrong advice
You were just playing your mind games
Playing me like i was on chess plate
Putting on a poker face,
Taking it of was a big mistake
You know
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong
to Poseidon's trident and Zeus' lightnin' strike
And my metaphors are what Thor was to the Norse viking
I'm a born titan and at-point kill 'em like
the whip sometimes, girl, I was sleepin' upright
Henny, red cup life, broski kept it tucked tight
Niggas talkin' bare shit about what they gon' do to mine
new management
I went from stacking up the shelves to calculatin Ls
I left the bread out too long and that'll make it stale
I was blinded by emotion now
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
embrace it
And sometimes believe it or not it was white faces
Am I a sellout assimilating what's in my head
No I am Cyclops homie cause all I see is red
loved you first
but I was wrong
Yeah, I was wrong
Woke up in a hearse and I'm feelin' cold
Takin percs and poppin' pills and takin' shrooms
Not takin'
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
it, anyway
Long ago, way back in the day in a place called West Deer Park
I was like 5, sit in my mama lap while she would drive
Police would knock
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paintn' his face
Wha, hold on man, Tech is losein' it man
He's not as grounded as he used to be
Tech was
gave you
Even Meek Mill's gettin' jerked by his record label
T.I. tryin' to become a comedian
Whoever told him he was funny was fuckin' misleadin' him
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
Trashley was here
You still clutching my panties like a skull in Shakespeare
I have so much sweet love to give
You like a white girl with no culture
All you
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
What's wrong
What's wrong
In a bloody sacrifice poor baby
What's wrong
What's wrong
And I don't know who would take her life on a Halloween night
If I don't know
Who I am today
How can I show myself?
If the mask is wrong
Can I choose the other one
Easily?
Melodies Are Dancing
Raise the energy
It was you
Tearing me up piece by piece
You discovered the ugly truth about me
We were both deceived and we were the deceivers
I wish I could still
Hi Tech red got me noddin'
Real Rx, I empty the bottle
How the fuck TI ain't do no jail time?
He got caught with Saddam Hussein firearms
The head
all you gotta do...
Nicko: It's not for me to apologize. I bollocked him 'cause he fucked me up. Right there, he fucked me up.
He was wrong.
Bruce:
"He's not as grounded as he used to be,"
"Tech was a devil worshipper,"
"You know you seen a black dude with red hair and a long beard,
I mean look, he
just beginnin
I turned around I thought I was dreamin, I saw four women
Dressed in red leather, tight to their booties
I gestured with my index
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You'se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
So I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I'm sweet?
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