Brother, you've on my mind, oh brother changed over time, so, brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you I bet you think I know no better but sanging the blues Oh but brother have I got news for you, I'm And I know you know that I'm too
Yeah, usually I don't get into all battle rap shit And all that shit's but I'm gonna address it And I get it off my chest may God bless it I will invest four exactly for everyone Who had the to attack me
I kept quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this quicker 'Cause to just sit this shit I've only gotten sicker Yet I react without a crack in my composure But the only way he knows to bring this to a closure
I'm and my associates and I named the South Dirty And I'm for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and blind have heard me But I even breathin' until I get an even 30 I casually clap up the front of somebody's throwback jersey
You makin' me hafta talk this way, You makin' me hafta this way You forcin' me to this way Maybe my album get bought this way
slow down around me, I make 'em superstitious And one of my vices used to be wanting to look visually But I use my head and I fed niggaz something nutritious But you will appreciate what a sacrifice is
And I know you ambitious men, you have my best wishes Have a of this pain on a platter, it's one of my best dishes When you assassinate my character, not one misses So it's gone get funky I'm fryin' these little fishes
Fuck fakin', there has been some taken But this itty beef is, beneath me like bacon But hear me when when I say, I ain't gone hate you You me, somebody will surely owe me
When it comes to respect, I only put my before me And the ridin', oh so slowly but surely and you in danger And I'll be strict about straight every one of you niggaz like I'll put bullet holes in anything that oppose through car doors and
Amateurs and pros, niggaz and hoes, also friends and foes Let it be known that you'll your life fucking around with Lo This is my Glockapella and I'll be wearing forever Like I'm signed to Roc-a-fella and bust two times in the sky
'Cause ain't nobody here ready to die But if there's that you want, can't but one side win And I'm sure ready to try motherfucker, yeah Hold on, I'm all off the beat, hold on
Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt bad, Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody dad Decide to ride down your street and hurt somebody bad You know, as in house, hurt somebody's child or spouse You see what I'm saying and you know I can be what I'm
And I got the most to lose but you on my shoes, nigga You a target and will remain a target until you are hit You gone around and found out that's Lo still down for it I ain't scared of ya, 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 bed brother And paint your blood in red brother, you heard I said, brother? Motherfucker, I mad at these niggaz, I tricked you
We got a real thang goin' down, getting down There's a whole lot of talkin' round You best believe me before I up and move out of town I will gladly gone and glock one of them
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 bring me the funk, bring me the funk, motherfucker