Lyrics:
take my heat
Fireball flow can't bat in my league
I'm the best rapper that's been slept on
Stick around like gum that's been stepped on
Stepped on, I
Four-four to the head
Will tear a nigga meat off
And he don't show no emotions when
He lettin that heat off
I don't wanna waste time talkin to fellas
Who run
Sh-sh-sh-shady
Aftermath, ha ha (G-G-G-G-G-Unit ha ha)
I've become so numb
Can I get an encore
Do you want more (more)
I've become so numb
the streets, so we street's clone
Like fresh fruit, from a tree, so the heat's blown
Your momma missing, your boys are crying
Cut ya balls out your nutsack,
the gate
Everlasting harmony
Illusion, there is no fear of torment
Riding the storm of atomic waste
to get your daily dose: a sunshine unit
Those lovely
Woo! Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50, break it down
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You
Woo! Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50, break it down
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You
Team full of animals, like I coach the heat
Four floor mansion, close to the beach
Six car garage, this how I'm supposed to eat
In Miami, rolling up
luther,
I preach to the constitution in peace,
But violate it, get that ass annihilated
I'm on the grind, money is time so why waste it
And everything
here
Not the time for waste
In this song I share
That we must make haste
Man, forreal I'mma enstill
The Emmett Till Story
In ya ears, till I feel
You
get stacks, big straps, where it at?
Slung crack, real cat, you ain't never did that
Go hard, no peace, I gotta keep, chrome heat
I don't sleep,
hood music soul’s too speak
We supply hip-hop it’s lost heat
10Js a day bottle neat for weekend
No High sober act had to pretend I quit
Gotta feed my
come back and we move as a unit
I do Milly Rock but don't merely walk I've been floating well ever since birth
The reason why you see me touching
sell trees killing big beats
That's the way I'll send a message
If my son can't fight me
He's a waste of my erection
Slash, massacre when I come through
roast
Be careful if yu gon' approach
Be careful if yu gon' approach
Yeah
I keep the heat like it's toast
These niggas want smoke I am canada lit they
Dane
Try me, end up like, "Why me?"
Team full of animals like I coach the Heat
On vacation chilling on the beach
If I eat then squad gotta eat
In Miami,
patience wastes away
I let my lady say the rest
Run it
Made off with a hundred
I been on a mission
Bag that shit and bitch I'm running
I want my respect
Give
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