LOOK IT IN THE EYE (POKE IT IN THE NOSE) (feat. Hitman)
Xilla Gore-Rel-A
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Hahaha, Hitman, yeah, Xilla, alright Country as a bowl of grits, known keep it thuggin' though Everybody know I'm native, pull up on that buffalo Doc gave me a double dose, he know that I'ma need it Have my family speedin', run up in your house like what you eatin If you speakin' my language, you better be with the shit You a dog in the game, but you're surrounded by ticks You'll be judged by the company you keep around So ask yourself, who's gon' hold it down to let you drown They bad news, only want you to lose Stay watchin' your every move, don't let them get you confused With the next man, the best plans are the ones you don't speak about Let them doubt, I'ma keep it real, that's from the horse's mouth I don't know you and you don't know me neither Take a breather, smoke some reefer, I am Raps Brock Weaver Flow's got a fever cause I'm sick with this pen game My melody's unchained, red iron mustang I ain't gotta fake it to make it, I'ma just do me You barkin' up the wrong tree, askin' if you can call me Gas tank was on E, eatin' cheese and bologna Back then you didn't know me, now I'm hot, I'm your homie Xilla took a different route, had to catch em by surprise You can see the flames burnin' when you look into his eyes You can try to take it from him, but I wouldn't even try How the f*ck you hurt a man when he's watched his soul die You can get a fistful of meet, my pistol Country folks will survive, and that's crystal I'm not a country rapper, I'm a rapper from the country 5150, bitch, you don't wanna f*ck with me Hill Billy Hick, yeah, I live in Dixie Land Earned everything I got, workin' with my fuckin' hands Got that native in my blood, yeah, you wouldn't understand Livin' gangster-ass, ties and drawin' lines in the sand To tell y'all the truth, yeah, momma really tried But I hopped off of that porch and I become a problem child Livin' low class really made me want more than that So I hit the road with my clothes in a trash bag I've weathered all types of storms I've clawed my way tooth and nail out of a pit of nothingness a few times Just to make a difference, and I have You know how many times I build things up just to watch it fall to rubble Anything that was ever somethin' came from absolutely fuckin' nothin So this goes out to anybody that comes from absolutely nothin Keep your head up, you keep grindin You push through all the obstacles Straight up to it, right on through it Look it in the eye and poke it in the nose You'll make it, you'll see, never give up
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