Lyrics:
me Ason
If he don't spin my shit, break the DJ arm
And glide off like an escapade, renegade on ice
Lemonade Clark, the haze is nice
up a sign, I put away my nine
Fool, 'cause I'm color blind
Killer Cali, the state where they kill
Over colors 'cause brothers don't know the deal
the G's
Plunder Brothers here get down on your knees
Hands up
Everybody freeze
Hit up your joint withdraw the green
Timing impeccable
Getaway clean
Plunder
Wow, wow, hey yeah, alright, man
That was great bYE! Get the
Fuck out of here that was
Nice cut his mic off, thank you i am
Back, I am your host,
it might be scarlet
I see your face down by the market
You were sent down by the artist
Somewhere in the spanish scenery
Among all the casuarina trees
I'm not here to judge you
Turn your heart toward His grace
And with your all seek His face
Because there's a brand new you
In His deliverance yeah
to you. Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother
no satellite dish
I'm adopted by YHWH so He my parent
And it's facts so don't question if it's apparent
The cotton our people would pick in the cotton
don't gotta be explained, somebody got killed
Man, fuck that boy and his mama, I done pulled that shit on his partner
I done beat his brother ass, that
believe
Don't feel sorry for me
I hate that look on your face
You say, just let go
You say, come back home
I say, I'm just fallin' from grace
I'm naked in
an activist, it's make-believe
Don't even go back to your hood and plant no money trees
Say you hate the girls I fuck, but what you really mean?
I been with
how they blunt the weapon of our mind
People I think its time
To support one another
Give a hand to your brother
But we don't see the rhyme
and he kept trying to make it sexual
Then his old lady tried to play me waved her hands up in my face
Yo I told her check your man cause Bitch you acting
Could happen to anyone"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind
At that the judge jumped forward
And his face it did freeze
Turn, turn, turn
Am I supposed to believe anything or just everything said by you?
And how can you call me stupid when you don't understand what I say
And how can you
So why'all gorilla looks I don't fear those
Cause I go thirty-two rounds like a Tech with air holes
So t-knock your z-rocks you can't rap with me
scandalous brothers, we trample this
They can get lamped wit this, Bounty and Chef, don't even sample this
A loner, a shark tie your brother up on a
Pass
You ain't seen what I've seen
You ain't done what I've done
So how the fuck can you judge me
when your life has been full of fun?
I don't talk about
to serve the judge for real
Had to do it for real
All my brothers, all my brothers
Raised by each other
They ain't have no motherfucking mother
Or no father
Comrade Billy with me, now we really is G
Got the judge hostage, don't get silly with me
Tape his fucking face to the front of a shotgun
If that cracker try
split it with y'all
When I pull up McLaren, don't look all appalled
These hollows a pierce him like his name was Paul
I feel like a Pokémon, how I evolved
on my
Brothers im always
Gone slide
You niggas dont know me
Dont call me your brodie
I could only show love
To the fam and dam homies
If i gave u my trust
social distant, hoes like, "When you not trippin'?"
I duck the party, who said they saw me?
Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
They gon' judge your
I leave him beheaded
Put your neck inside the guillotine
Can't wait to see the looks of disbelief
On all the faces of the haters
And people that
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