Lyrics:
by tigger and he slams into a rock target)
Ow! ow! ow!
You're getting it now!
It's gonna be great!
It's gonna be great!
It's gonna be great!
Snitchin' is a no no
And pink shirts on killers in
My 'hood is a no-go
Sit in courts with the snow
Flow is the best ID
I'm not the best like Drake
Nigga I'm
the kingdom
I gotta stay ready, ready for the king to come, hey
Ugh! They might not play this song on the radio
But I guess it's all good, just blast it in ya
You can have her I done hit the bitch
Many men switched like 50 Cent
Go to court y'all turn to witnesses
If you ain't about it you should quit it
rich, now for 50 cent
You're just dying
Unapologetic
If I said it, I meant it
Nigga don't forget it
Unapologetic
If I said, I meant it
Nigga don't forget
ignorant just like 50 Cent with his post
Niggas posting all online
So when you slide you under arrest
That nigga corny he a bitch
That nigga telling on his
Self-defeat is your own dispute
And, man, you put yourself inna your own shoes
Either you're winning or losing
Don't you get it confused
'Cause you're
a [??], if not
I'm afraid of the show
that you're a sucker and you're too nervous to go
If it ain't ruff it ain't me [Yo Ren]
[The gangsta's black and he's
Let's go
Let's go
Come on, come on, come on
Can't spend your whole life on the sidelines
No loose ends, ready for the climb
The fight's within, you
I'm not afraid of the storm (no)
It seems like you're slipping away (oh)
I'm not afraid of the storm (no)
I'm not afraid, of the storm
[Chorus]
been a stranger to homicide
My city's full of gang bangers and drive bys
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so young but still a victim of the 12
both lack
We both lack
Lost in the head, lost in your bed
I wouldn't call you lucky
You're getting old, ready to fold
You do not feel like
Dollars dance in the air like confetti
Slow dancing like confetti
You're problematic, for the fetti
I'm diplomatic, yeah I'm ready
I'm ready for you
now
Marijuana lifted, I'm not ready to die now
No I'm not
Not today
That's not happening
Broken glass
Holes in wall
I think I'm panicking (Oh fuck)
It's
slip into the shadows trying not to be seen
But I can hear the mob forming even as we speak
Locked and loaded and they're ready to take their aim
Bullets
me
Your phone calls, don't think they're wearing me out, they're not
But I'm mostly english, mostly english
Difficult people slip away
Feeling that
to the streets of Rome
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff and the Prince
You're spending dollars and cents
We're spending pounds and pence
And yens and rubels and marks,
not sure where we are going
We get in the car and go
We travel the long long road
And you're right by my side
Though I live day by day
That suits just
And you're just calm you never panic never fail
You must stay focused day by day
Even when you hit the hay
You can't afford just sit and cry
And waiting for
off,
Start all over again.
I'll get some self assurance
If your endurance is great.
I'll learn by easy stages
If you're courageous and wait.
Yo Ren, you're ready to go get this move?
[Believe that, boy]
You're strapped?
[Yeah, you know it]
Let's go do this, man, I got it all planned
the block, where you go now?
Fifty shots spit at you and that not a whole round
Way I leave your furniture think it was coke found
Here's the low down,
Twenty years by my side you’re my ride or die
We’re together for life, but that came with a price.
Broken lonely nights. Sometimes broke with no
50 Cent, Ludacris, Public Enemy, ScHoolboy Q
I was rapping with artists I'd never heard of before
Who ripped the mic in ways I'd never seen in person
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