Lyrics:
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
across the land
Turn the other cheek he'd plead
Love thy neighbor was his creed
Pain humiliation death, he did not dread
With his Bible at his side
Blocked in my driveway by two cars (two cars)
Uber's running hella late, that's two stars (two stars)
Got a session in North Hollywood, that's too
demons they hate me
They chase me, trying to rape me, break me
Shoot me in the back cause they're not man enough to face me
Lately
I feel like the world
but hella hard and death will come with colder hands
Tomorrow don't exist, it's just a figment
So I get hella pissed when people hate just
‘cause
by hate, driven by hate
[Chorus]
If you keep on putting me down
Rub my name into the ground
I'll drag the dirt all over town about you
And if
to give memory attention, i spit bout the given that men are conflicted
That's my duality, casually battling, i am the casualty caused by this clash in me
It's 3AM, I'm back for more, yeah
Just two of us
Show me what I'm waiting for
One by one, one by one
I saw, I with it
I took time, yeah, I
begins.
(Verse 2)
I defy the Reaper, I spit in its face,
I won't go gently to that cold embrace.
I'll rise from the grave, fueled by disdain,
Death's cold
front ya moms
I was at the house, chiefing weed when moms was out y'all
It's who? Don't ask me that
I'll tell you anyway, a lyrical acrobat
But I been by
can't lose, and all my blessings comin' by the two
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't no hate, gotta catch me on a whole 'nother date
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't no
whippin is guided by Denzel
Life's, scariest symptom a dream unfulfilled God will that my pen sell
God will that my mental, keep me safe and keep me afloat
can be a part of you still, my pops was killed too
So I know how part of you feels
Maybe you hate me
Maybe you miss me, maybe you spite me
Life goes
uni. And dissing didn't move me
Whether from another continent, interstate
Or in ya face, still hit the stage not a minute late
Still, any given day,
terrain
Where we claim our reign
2 minutes with this brain
2 minutes what a shame
I make my brothers call me Cain
When they I ask I don't explain
Cuz
Adidas
We fire, y'all retire
All ugly people, please be quiet
Hov ain't get a beat from me in a minute
He heard "Just to Get By" and I was re-hired
I got
at the situation they got me facin'
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the state
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watching, got
to be with me, and lately
She has been actin' shifty (but what?)
But then it hit me (hit me) it hit me (hit me)
It hit me (hit me) it hit me
2
Hey
My name is Jenz Williams
And first of all I want us to reason with me that
The greatest power of a human being is not the belief system by
behind a hearse
Been chasing this paper to death from birth
Any minute now
Can be the finish line
Can't believe that we compare money to time
Now
Death hitting so close to home I went and got a K
And I'm losing my mind I swear to God like by the day
They controlling population I'm wide awake
You
we RIDE
And if I die by a slug
The death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn me?
The death of a true thug
And still, we try to change
the coupe lookin like the same nigga yea
World around town I'm fresh to death lookin like a grave digger yea
I was in the yo wit 80 surrounded by project
smoke yourself to death
Tell St Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait
You gotta have another cigarette
And a game of chance
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