Lyrics:
of the tongue is gonna keep me civilian
Why do you talk such stupid nonsense
When my mind could rest much easier
Instead of all this dumb dumb insolence
I
gonna keep me civilian
Why do you talk such stupid nonsense
When my mind could rest much easier
Instead of all this dumb dumb insolence
I would be
a civilian and not a trooper
But a soldier with a top rankin'
Givin dope material, the hell with the gankin'
So play like an airplane and just jet
And keep
a regular civilian
But until then, drums get killed and
I'm comin' straight at MC's, blood gets spilled and
I'll take it back to the days that I'd get
But I'll slip out again tonight
'Cause they haven't taken back my rifle
For I promote oblivion
And I'll plug a few civilians
I'll slash them cold,
with a ill ego
For real, for real, ill lines, ill people
Yo, bring it back, 9 more civilians
Pollying deals, monopoly and bills, y'all niggas lying
But I'll slip out again tonight
'Cause they haven't taken back my rifle
For I promote oblivion
And I'll plug a few civilians
I'll slash them cold,
we don't do civilians
You say I changed, I say that I million
I did
The toughest act to follow's back on tour
Off-road Maybach, Pyrex trap
Virgil
through drippin', spillin'
Walkin' with the bag (bag)
Tryna get my niggas all a milli, stack it to the ceilin' (ceilin')
Shootin' at civilians
and out, duffle bag across the back
Extra long sports coat to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit lead out niggas spread out
Run up on a civilian
civilians, what up nigga? Excuse my millions
I'm in the V like a widow's peak
It's just me and my Rolls Royce pillow seats
Why they staring at me? I brung
fine nigga, like Amber Rose
We ball nigga, like Jalen Rose
Better tell them hoes
I got a million flows
Label me the hardest nigga in civilian clothes
and out, duffle bag across the back
Extra long sports coat to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit lead out niggas spread out
Run up on a civilian
I got my discharge from Fort Irwin
Took a place on the San Diego county line
Felt funny bein' a civilian again
It'd been some time
My wife had
the world of hip-hop
Civilians turn into soldiers by the millions
Assassins, we multiply, by the masses
Masters of the game
(checkmate nigga) every move you
that shit
Wanted Jordans back when my mama couldn't afford them shits
Watching her struggle made me not wanna be a civilian
Acquired the finer things
a billion, up there with the millions
I'm not your average star,
I'm no where near civilians
My bitch sounding foreign,
Fresh in Michael Jordan's
My car ain't
civilians, they gettin' treated
Sorry to the mamas and papas I made weep (mama)
God, thank you for the mama and papa that made me (pop)
I don't like makin'
a business of building the man with the millions
Used collateral damage 'cause boy you just a civilian
You'se a sheep in a wolf outfit boy you just chameleon
to be known for dope dealing
You too dope for any of those civilians
Now shoo trigga, stop looking at her tits
Get ya own dog ya heard?
That's my
Meine Kette, sie spielt Tennis, als wär' sie Serena Williams
In der Gruppe sind nur Trapper, nein, wir hängen nicht mit Civilians
Und ich wollte
the streets better be a civilian
Helmut, Chrome, and Vivienne
She wanna kick at The Pavilion
Pluto now we thе dominion
Hop in this bitch then lеts fly!
I know
really surprised
If I get victimised by Gideon's spies
I sympathise with that Brazilian guy
On the tube
But we're used to the hideous lie
Your civilians
splashed and he tried come back
But none of my ones got touched
That's Ls on Ls, now he's on the wing eatin' tuna chunks
Civilian, civilian, this shit's
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