Lyrics:
Espresso, 2 espresso, give me 3, bitch I'm me
Never give a fuck about what people think
Keep it real, keep it real, need respect and honesty
And I ain't even
real
If They get in that room bet they dropping a dime
I talked to my uncle he said I know u was gone make it
You used to rap all the time
I get so deep
the heat
Too many fake shit on 93.9
Some brothers ain’t real and they ain’t who they claim to be
I live in peace so I don’t beef
I had common sense but they
wiped off the face of the planet by disease
They claim they have no cure
In the matter of a blinking eye
All of us right now can testify
Take a stand,
done seen nigga get dropped by the three
12 on my ass about a few of them murders
They don't got proof but they know it was me
They say my brotha gave
Let's go
I'm so tired of being wrong
I’m so tired of being wrong
For real
For real
I’m so tired
I’m so tired
I’m so tired
I’m so tired of being wrong
the birds, watch for them laws
Nigga they dirty as dirt
Trying to rough a nigga up, cuff a nigga up
Bust a nigga up, claim he got the work
Just because we
accustomed to snakes
Watch how they move stay away from the jakes
I won't dap you up you ain't worth a hand shake
You claim that you real but I know that
they rate me
Cos i can see it in their faces
They already know their places
They already know i am the guy
Anything i right is in real life
Either its in
to be in the 3rd World. They have bought the 2nd World and put a firm down payment on the 1st one. Controlling your resources we'll control your world.
a gram & you claim you pushin WEIGHT
If you wanna see em rainbows gotta put with the RAIN (say)
Feelin like Boosie man tell me why they
HATE
All that
'em
Why was Tupac really spittin' at the cameras?
Cause real gangsters get no peace, they want us six feet deep
Or locked down in the belly
Nigga is what make a man
I treat ya pussy ass better than
I did my own kin
When a nigga locked up or broke that’s
When they claim they love you then
What
now
All the haters hating, wait a minute, stand on dat side
Moved into a neighborhood where I'm the only black guy
People claim they praying for you,
on em, would you change on em
Alotta ho's be wanting a ring up on they finger
But they ain't real and they sho' ain't gangsta
Gotta be more than just
Never wanna be gorgeous
Claim woke
But they sleep on us constant
Hope always clouded by greed
But I steez bout my dreams on the track
Til I vomit
Make
claim it for (glah, glah)
Mondo say I'm (?), Yeah they trained to go (trained to go)
Only fuck with bitches when they trained to go (trained to go)
and beyond you man
Keep quiet
Hear them spirits speak to me in silence
Got to build the field of dreams they come at me it's real
Keep the eyes peeled
Count
you adore me
Don't got to work get a bitch do it for me
They get on they knees every time that I'm horny
Get on your knees I'm horny,
know that I'm real
paranoid done turned me to a creep
You ain't got that metal on your side
Police gon' work it like Magneto if they need to, it get deep
Deep, deeper than
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
I try to tell em but they bein difficult
Can't take me serious watch me belittle you
Lemme get to em by makin it lyrical
If words hurt more then let
know he gon' get you
I ain't slime but we wipin' his nose like a tissue
If you claim that it's static, nigga, what's the issue
Beat his ass real fast
soul, okay
Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway
And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
Oh, you thought
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