Brother, you've been on my mind, oh We've over 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 have 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 shit's stupid but I'm gonna address it And after I get it off my may God bless it I will invest minutes exactly for everyone Who had the to attack me
I kept quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this quicker to just sit with this shit I've only gotten sicker Yet I react without even a in my composure But the only way he to bring this shit to a closure
I'm and my associates 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 this way, You makin' me hafta 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 vices used to be to look visually vicious But instead I use my and I fed niggaz something nutritious But you will appreciate what a this is
And I know you ambitious young men, you my best wishes Have a piece of pain on a platter, it's one of my best dishes When you assassinate my character, not one misses So it's get funky when I'm fryin' these little fishes
Fuck fakin', there has been some taken But this itty bitty beef is, me like bacon 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 only put my family me And the ridin', oh so slowly but surely and you in danger And be strict about straight every one of you niggaz like strangers I'll put bullet 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 your life fucking around Lo This is my Glockapella and I'll be wearing diamonds I'm signed to Roc-a-fella and I'ma bust two times in the sky
'Cause ain't around here ready to die But if there's that you want, can't but one side win And I'm damn sure to try motherfucker, yeah on, I'm all off the motherfucking beat, hold on
Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody bad, Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt dad to ride down your street and just hurt somebody 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 lose but you steppin' on my shoes, You become a target and will remain a target you are hit You fuck around and found out that's Lo still down for it I ain't scared of ya, never scared of ya
If I'm scared 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 heard I said, brother? Motherfucker, I ain't mad at niggaz, I tricked you
We got a real awful thang down, getting down There's a whole lot of going round You best me before I pack up and move out of town I will gladly gone and one of them down
I said, me the funk, I want the funk I said, bring me the funk, give me the I said me the funk, I can handle the funk Just bring me the funk, me the funk, motherfucker