Lyrics:
So we buck, they come back
In my dreams at night I have nightmares
Nightmares, all the time
Last night I had a vision of
My dead friends in my sleep
leave don’t shout, don’t stare
Better Log Off, don’t start a warfare
Log off, Log off, Log off, and go
Log off, Log off, Log off, and go
Log off, Log off
flow is better than jeezy, and i know i make this shit look easy
But che cole, hes better than me, but he made 11 tracks
Yeah thats more than 3 times 3
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
on that ass come and test me bitch
You don't know who the fuck you're steppin' to my nigga row
I'll bust a cap and leave that ass dead by the do'
My
he was better off dead,
Living his life, life on the edge,
Feeling like a car crash going round the bend.
Verse 2
I've seen more people than i'm ever
niggars and they how the poh poh attack us
whenever we find ourselves in the ghetto don't judge me by ma hairstyle
no no
y'all better know that we trap
the wall, watch 'em fall,
Now dog who ya gonna call?
Puttin' niggas in the coffin where they probably better off
And Leather face is not a punk bitch so
to a butcher there by the name of Billy Brown.
And I wore the bloody apron for three long years or more,
Until I shipped on board the Ocean Queen, belonging
your eyes and look
Everyday a young nigga is took
Off the face of the streets by a police
It's like they gotta a nigga chained on a short leash
You can't
sock
I make it look easy
Four crazy mother fuckers we rolling believe me
You're better off staying locked inside
'Cause ROTN spreading like a virus you
just a pioneer not a Shakespeare
Right now, you'd better run little fella
Or end up me dead
Grab Beretta, shoot me down, at least, endeavour
To keep
(Suk' Suk)
Suk'endleleni Suk'endleleni
(Deda wena, suk yea?)
(Suk' Suk)
[3ple B]
[3ple B]
My circle is getting smaller each and everyday
I'm getting fed
ring
That was housed by the building
Where Malcolm X was slain
I spring train in the winter
Round early December
Run suicide drills over and over
The Matrix
It ain't shit, they just call it a strange shift
Cold feet 'cause I'm on thin ice
It's alright besides the fact I want it all in one night
Like,
down as I take it in, it's the last night in our home
Turn off the lights and you tuck us in and our baby comes to help keep our feet warm
And I'm happy
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
I don't squash the beef
You better kill me, I'ma be another rapper dead
For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said
But when they
I don't squash the beef
You better kill me, I'ma be another rapper dead
For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said
But when they
colder
A Yee Ye
Jigga, Got the dirt up off my shoulders
A Yee Ye
From a small city where even smaller percentages
Make it out
And even smaller percentages
pray for you nigggas
that’s praying i fail
prey what i call you
you tryna get me off my square.
circle get smaller & smaller
when you in search
the 5, by King Sun with the Sword
(Yeah, yeah, we got it goin on) (3x)
(We got it goin on)
[ VERSE 2 ]
It's the King of a kingdom, descendant of King
wife Ethell,
A tree!
A tree!
Billy was a mountain
Ethell was a tree
Growing off of his shoulder
Billy was a mountain
Ethell was a tree
on my feet
Ninety-nine reasons for not doing so
But reasons do not matter in the end
One two, tell me what I wanna do
I'm govern'd by white collars
Three
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