Lyrics:
If you can't tell by now, I like guns
Sitting on the back porch
Chewing on a haystack
Thinking 'bout the ways that I'ma
Give my baby payback
Lord
words spoken
By a brother attemptin' to open
The graves, of these mentally dead slaves
Who've been lost on a cross, for decades
And centuries, lookin'
Alright, damn nigga
Who the fuck is this?
[ VERSE 1 ]
It's my nigga Deezo, "What the fuck is the deal?
Huh-huh, know me, keepin it real
Six-double-o, kid,
I get you gone by tomorrow
Im telling you its not a problem
I can not feel no sorrow
All of my feelings are hollow
I get you gone by tomorrow
Im
It can't change overnight (nah)
But we gotta start somewhere
Might as well gon' 'head start here
We done had a hell of a year
I'ma make it count
the one who'll save you
So you better count me out
I know you wanted more from me
But my sympathy has been wearing thin
I'm sorry that I had to leave you
(can't believe)
Right out of the trenches
If you see me down you probably won't believe it (I mean who would've thought)
Do it for my people who would
than me?
Nigga, who hotter than me?
(Ha, ha)
Bet ?cha can't name a hoe who don't want me
Like ya can't name a city I ain't hot in
Make you rich but by
This is dedicated to hip hop fans, who dont
live in the hood
Those who like me turn on the radio thinkin
Wtf is this bullshit?
King K
Bobby Creek
ahead, go ahead)
I want to get into man, you know (go ahead)
Like a, like a sex machine, man
Doin' it, you know (yeah)
Can I count it off? (Go ahead)
he might just have to wait
Bobby Dean has to find time
To get 'round to it
You can see by the shipping date
On a dusty ol' piece of freight
This
years I've seen Rooks
Get tooken by the Knight
Lose they Crown by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate in 4 moves
The Bobby Fischer of rap with raw moves
In
its not the time i know the pack loud but if you a stranger i aint the guy who can tell me why they notice me you niggas soft i cant even call you
the Batmobile
I could tell by the demon on the grill, this was real
Alley-cat screaming, I hit a trash can
Garbage everywhere, money flying out the bags
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up quick
The FCC says "Profanity - No Airplay"?
They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day
wanted to spend
I'm buyin' VVS diamonds for all of my kin
She wanna take me to the room, get out all of her sense
It's no adoption, shawty, you can take
hate, duck, you could suck my
Watch the block get clear when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you can't duck my
No tellin' which Clan man you got struck by
hate, duck, you could suck my
Watch the block get clear when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you can't duck my
No tellin' which Clan man you got struck by
Countin up count more
Countin up count more
No vest more raw
No rest On war
They aim high
Do it for the show
I skate by
Cuz I'm in the mode
Just look wild
Intro: Killah Priest, Raekwon
continuous
Yeah, youknowhatI'msayin?
Wu-Tang
Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo I'ma shoot over here
On that AIDS
Alright look
It's the return of the underground
I used to run around
H Town selling mixtapes now we move pounds
In amounts you can't even count
I
hip-hop motherfuckas, you know what I'm sayin?
(Yeah yeah) shout out to Bobby, my engineer
It's a nice night in L.A
We're recordin' this mixtape and shit
to blame, know who's to blame
We know who's to blame, can't do a thing
I know things gon change, won't stay the same
I realize to you, it was all a game
Used
(Who's got the love, who's got the love, who's got the love)
Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on all of you
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