Brother, you've on my mind, oh brother We've changed over time, so, brother, I'm keeping my on you I bet you don't think I know no better but sanging the Oh but brother have I got news for you, I'm And I you know that I'm something too
Yeah, usually I don't get into all this rap shit And all shit's stupid but I'm gonna address it And I get it off my chest may God bless it I will four minutes exactly for everyone Who had the audacity to me
I kept quiet but I should have pushed this fire quicker 'Cause to just sit with this shit only gotten sicker Yet I react without even a in my composure But the way he knows to bring this shit to a closure
I'm worthy and my and I named the South Dirty And I'm for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and blind have heard me But I ain't even breathin' I get an even 30 I could casually clap up the front of somebody's throwback
You makin' me talk this way, ain'tcha? You makin' me hafta this way You me to walk this way Maybe my album will get bought way
Niggaz slow around me, I make 'em superstitious And one of my vices used to be wanting to visually vicious But I use my head and I fed niggaz something nutritious But you will appreciate a sacrifice this is
And I know you ambitious young men, you my best wishes Have a piece of this pain on a platter, it's one of my dishes When you my character, not one remark misses So it's gone get funky when I'm these little fishes
Fuck fakin', there has been some offense But this itty bitty beef is, beneath me bacon But me when when I say, I ain't gone hate you halfway You me, somebody will surely owe me
When it comes to respect, I put my family before me And the ridin', oh so slowly but surely and you in danger And I'll be strict about every one of you niggaz like strangers I'll put bullet holes in anything that oppose car doors and clothes
Amateurs and pros, niggaz and hoes, also friends and foes Let it be known that you'll lose your life fucking around Lo is my Glockapella and I'll be wearing diamonds forever Like I'm signed to Roc-a-fella and bust two times in the sky
'Cause ain't nobody around here to die But if there's more that you want, can't but one win And I'm sure ready to try motherfucker, yeah Hold on, I'm all off the motherfucking beat, on
Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody bad, Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt dad Decide to ride your street and just hurt somebody bad You know, as in house, hurt somebody's or somebody's spouse You see I'm saying and you know I can be what I'm sayin'
And I got the to lose but you steppin' on my shoes, nigga You become a target and remain a target until you are hit You gone fuck around and out that's Lo still down for it I scared of ya, never been scared of ya
If anything I'm scared for ya I'm so ahead of ya Take that to the head brother before I walk up on your bed And paint your blood in red brother, you heard what I said, Motherfucker, I ain't mad at these niggaz, I you
We got a real thang goin' down, getting down a whole lot of talkin' going round You best believe me before I up and move out of town I gladly gone and glock one of them down
I said, bring me the funk, I want the I said, me the funk, give me the funk I said bring me the funk, I can the funk Just bring me the funk, me the funk, motherfucker