Lawnmower (Snakes Pt. II)

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Everybody claim they gangstas
And drug dealers
What's up wit clown niggas
Glorifying all this killing

Anybody can pull a pistol
Think you hard and swear
You blasting them missiles
Til karma coming full circle
And yo body get riddled

It's hard to feel sorry for niggas
That manifest that shit
That ignorance y'all teachin
Kids ain't getting protected and
They Fuccin up they life and record
With them arrests and shit

Now they committed to a life
That come with death sentence

All these youngun' know is shoot
But They can't even scrap
Bragging bout the trap
And how they toting plenty straps
Self Incriminating crap
But tryna say yo lips running laps
Talking bout they gon wipe my nose
Like they gon get me clapped

Need to prioritize
Running up ya bag
They rather rob you and
And toe tag ya all about some petty cash

So my head stay on the swivel
Cause I ain't going out like that
Gotta watch out for these type of cats
So I got that gat to fight bacc

Everybody wanna be tough
Til niggas call ya bluff
We keep on dying
Tell me when is it gon be enough

Lookin over my shoulder
Watch my bacc
Just So it don't get stucc
Ya friends'll smile up in ya face
But really set you up

And I can really see the hate
Disguised it like it's love
Deliberately out here faking
Man who can ya trust

Don't let these hoes get you touched
Cause You can't control ya lust
The snakes be having cold blood
Gotta keep that grass cut

When all you rap about is murder
Or the fiends that you was servin
Go from lying in they verses
To lying in some Hearses
When you get shot up
And suffer trauma
Tended by the nurses
And respiratory Therapist Get the ventilator working

Guess it's yo turn
But I ain't tryna expedite mine
Turn ya bacc on the wrong one
Get hit up in yo spine
I done seen it too many times
These patients that be paralyzed
Realizing how they wishing they woulda died
Vegetable survived
He traumatized
Was down to ride
But was it worth it
Only thing moving is ya eyes
That nigga jealous
So he wanted you to die
He was hoping and he focused
Tryna put you in the sky
Don't ask the lord why

That's why you gotta move smart
Nowadays these bitches cold and they'll
Smooth break ya heart
Shoulda seen manipulation
But was blinded from the start
When she put that pussy on ya
Like yo instincts when on pause

Where ya common sense
These fake people got me bent
I ain't tryna give em a chance to leave my poccets wit just lent
Or corpse limp up in a ditch
Yea life can be a bitch

But that bitch gon be mine
And ima hit her from behind

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