Brother, you've on my mind, oh brother We've changed time, so, brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you I bet you don't I know no better but sanging the blues Oh but brother I got news for you, I'm something And I know you that I'm something too
Yeah, usually I don't get into all battle rap shit And all that shit's stupid but I'm 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 quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this fire quicker 'Cause to just sit with this I've only gotten sicker Yet I react without even a crack in my But the only way he to bring this shit to a closure
I'm worthy and my associates and I the South Dirty And I'm even for sale in Braille, the deaf, and blind have heard me But I even breathin' until 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 me hafta talk this way You forcin' me to this way Maybe my album will get this way
Niggaz slow down me, I make 'em superstitious And one of my used to be wanting to look visually vicious But I use my head and I fed niggaz something nutritious But you appreciate what a sacrifice this is
And I know you young 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 remark So it's gone get funky when I'm these little fishes
Fuck fakin', there has been some taken But this itty bitty beef is, beneath me like But hear me when when I say, I ain't gone hate you You know me, somebody 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 straight every one of you niggaz like I'll put bullet holes in anything that oppose through car doors and
Amateurs and pros, hard-head niggaz and hoes, friends and foes Let it be known that you'll lose your life fucking around Lo This is my Glockapella and I'll be wearing forever Like I'm to Roc-a-fella and I'ma bust two times in the sky
'Cause ain't nobody around ready to die But if more that you want, can't but one side win And I'm damn sure to try motherfucker, yeah Hold on, I'm all off the beat, hold on
Lo crazy, Lo somebody bad, Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody dad Decide to ride down your and just hurt somebody bad You know, as in house, hurt child or somebody's spouse You see what I'm saying and you know I can be what I'm
And I got the most to but you steppin' on my shoes, nigga You become a target and remain a target until you are hit You gone fuck around and found out Lo still down for it I ain't scared of ya, never been of ya
If anything I'm for ya because I'm so ahead of ya that to the head brother before I walk up on your bed brother And paint blood in red brother, you heard what I said, brother? Motherfucker, I mad at these niggaz, I tricked you
We got a real awful thang down, getting down There's a whole lot of talkin' going You best believe me before I pack up and move out of I will 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 me the funk, bring me the funk, motherfucker