Lyrics:
reach for some I let him feel this shit
On my life ain’t no games bitch I’m serious
I’m in on fire boy I’m walking on water
Seven grams in a wood that’s
you rappers to take
Of the mask again
From one to ten, we pass the ten
Bumping Dead Prez cause I'm an African
I'm naughty by nature, raunchy by nature
Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interior
Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch
Take this music dead serious while others entertain
I see they makin' they paper so I guess I can't complain
Or can I? I feel they disrespectin'
Take this music dead serious while others entertain
I see they makin' they paper so I guess I can't complain
Or can I? I feel they disrespectin'
Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
With three of the illest niggas together
Street music and so fourth
on 9-1-1
While you kicking up punchlines and puns
Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
If
Open wide, I don't want your mouth, I want your torso
You think you know how serious I am, but it's even more so
Kill them where they stand, they
dead, broke up my ass and turned me to a savage
I look like a rabbit with all of these carrots and nigga I'm stacking
Yeah, I counted that money, do this
blue or red
But cross the wrong brothers, and end up dead
You catch a body full of bullets, and get blasted
Tryin' to be a gangsta but you just ain't
a hoe for you, like I'm supposed to do
I'm serious and focused to you, know I am over do
The first nigga to park a Rolls Royce in the bricks
While I
empty by the lampshade
I'm out of Excedrin again, great
Too early to tell, but at this rate
I'm thinkin' this might be a bad day
I walk out
gon' kill
They have to learn that hurtin' people here is not the way now
I had to learn my ways poisonin' my child
Twelve bodies and one child dead
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
limit we gon drive back to the hood,
they go out sad they mama's mad cause we just up the score by two.
my heart was black cause they done teach some
serious
Internal genocide, I feel so dead inside
I feel so dead inside
Damn I can't never hide, I gave up I gave up way long ago I already tried
Man I can't
dead serious girl
I can have any woman I want
Man is a gen and I know how to love
Couple girls wanna come mine to have fun
Am into cute girls and so are
and come back at the same time
Lyrics dem clean as a whistle
But listen, I’m dumping on tracks at the same time
Dead serious
But I stay operating outside ah
Louie VaTonne interior
Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the money
Had money out
prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
the dead,
I grab him by the face and ? into the back of his head
Its crushed, like the butcher do meat
Manic depressive monster inside my mind ready to be
through the hour glass tickin' off the clock
If you don't know by now its too late
We the most serious thing on the market since date rape
We the dead, we
Comin' deep from the depths of hell
I'm dead serious, even though you see me smilin'
Rough enough to break New York from Long Island
We destroy
wack
Stick with the sick style for the serious
Hip-Hop lovers can't get enough of this
Black tracks on wax are so smooth
You can't get help but
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