Brother, you've on my mind, oh brother We've over time, so, brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you I bet you don't think I know no better but sanging the Oh but brother have I got for you, I'm something And I know you know I'm something too
Yeah, usually I don't get into all battle rap shit And all that stupid but I'm gonna address it And after I get it off my may God bless it I will invest four minutes exactly for Who had the to attack me
I kept quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this fire 'Cause to just sit with this shit only gotten sicker Yet I react without a crack in my composure But the only way he knows to bring this shit to a
I'm worthy and my and I named the South Dirty And I'm even for 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 throwback jersey
You makin' me hafta talk way, ain'tcha? You makin' me talk this way You me to walk 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 to look visually vicious But I use my head and I fed niggaz something nutritious But you will appreciate what a this 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 remark So it's gone get funky when I'm fryin' these fishes
Fuck fakin', there has been offense taken But this itty bitty beef is, me like bacon But hear me when when I say, I gone hate you halfway You know me, somebody will 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 one of you niggaz like strangers put bullet holes in anything that oppose through car doors and clothes
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 and I'ma bust two times in the sky
'Cause ain't nobody around ready to die But if there's more that you want, can't but one win And I'm damn 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 down your street and just hurt bad You know, as in house, somebody's child or somebody's spouse You see what I'm saying and you I can be what I'm sayin'
And I got the most to but you steppin' on my shoes, nigga You become a target and will remain a target 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 I'm scared for ya because I'm so ahead of ya Take that to the head brother I walk up on your bed brother And your blood in red brother, you heard what I said, brother? Motherfucker, I ain't mad at these niggaz, I you
We got a real awful goin' down, getting down There's a lot of talkin' going round You best believe me I pack up and move out of town I gladly gone and glock one of them down
I said, bring me the funk, I the funk I said, me the funk, give me the funk I said bring me the funk, I can handle the Just bring me the funk, bring me the funk,