Brother, been on my mind, oh brother We've 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 have I got news for you, I'm something And I know you know I'm something too
Yeah, I don't get into all this battle rap shit And all shit's stupid but I'm gonna address it And after I get it off my chest may God it I invest four minutes exactly for everyone Who had the audacity to me
I quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this fire quicker to just sit with this shit I've only gotten sicker Yet I react without even a crack in my But the only way he knows to bring this shit to a
I'm worthy and my associates and I named the South And I'm even for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and blind have me But I ain't even breathin' I get an even 30 I could casually clap up the front of somebody's throwback
You me hafta talk this way, ain'tcha? You makin' me hafta this way You forcin' me to this way my album will get bought this way
Niggaz slow down me, I make 'em superstitious And one of my vices to be wanting to look visually vicious But instead I use my and I fed niggaz something nutritious But you will appreciate what a sacrifice is
And I know you ambitious young men, you have my 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 I'm fryin' these little fishes
Fuck fakin', there has been some taken But this itty bitty is, beneath me like bacon But hear me when when I say, I ain't gone hate you You know me, will surely owe me
When it comes to respect, I only put my family me And the beat ridin', oh so slowly but surely and you in And I'll be strict about straight every one of you niggaz strangers put bullet holes in anything that oppose through car doors and clothes
Amateurs and pros, hard-head and hoes, also friends and foes Let it be known that you'll lose life fucking around with Lo This is my Glockapella and I'll be wearing forever I'm signed to Roc-a-fella and I'ma bust two times in the sky
'Cause nobody around here ready to die But if there's that you want, can't but one side win And I'm damn ready to try motherfucker, yeah on, I'm all off the motherfucking beat, hold on
Lo crazy, Lo somebody bad, Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody dad Decide to ride down street and just hurt somebody bad You know, as in house, somebody's child or somebody's spouse You see what I'm 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 and will remain a target until you are hit You gone fuck and found out that's Lo still down for it I ain't scared of ya, been scared of ya
If anything I'm for ya because I'm so ahead of ya Take that to the brother before I walk up on your bed brother And paint your blood in red brother, you what I said, brother? Motherfucker, I mad at these niggaz, I tricked you
We got a awful thang goin' down, getting down There's a whole lot of talkin' going You best me before I pack 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, bring me the funk, me the funk I bring me the funk, I can handle the funk Just bring me the funk, me the funk, motherfucker