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 the blues Oh but brother have I got 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 stupid but I'm gonna address it And after I get it off my chest may God it I will invest four exactly for everyone Who had the audacity to me
I kept quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this fire 'Cause to 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 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 could casually clap up the of somebody's throwback jersey
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 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 head and I fed niggaz something But you will what a sacrifice this is
And I know you ambitious men, you have 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 get funky when I'm fryin' these little fishes
Fuck fakin', there has some offense taken But itty bitty beef is, beneath me like bacon But hear me when I say, I ain't gone hate you halfway You know me, somebody surely owe me
When it comes to respect, I only put my family me And the beat ridin', oh so slowly but and you in danger And I'll be strict straight 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 lose your life fucking around with Lo This is my Glockapella and I'll be diamonds forever Like I'm to Roc-a-fella and I'ma bust two times in the sky
ain't nobody around here ready to die But if there's more that you want, but one side win And I'm sure 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 down your street and just hurt somebody bad You know, as in house, hurt somebody's child or somebody's You see what I'm and you know I can be what I'm sayin'
And I got the most to lose but you steppin' on my shoes, You become a target and will 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, never scared of ya
If anything I'm for ya because I'm so ahead of ya Take that to the head brother I walk up on your bed brother And paint your blood in red brother, you heard what I said, 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 believe me before I pack up and move out of town I will gladly gone and glock one of them
I said, bring me the funk, I the funk I said, bring me the funk, me the funk I said bring me the funk, I can the funk Just bring me the funk, bring me the funk,