No, no, no, I told you, I this shit I just up here, rappin' and tappin' and skittin' and shit, naw, not me I'm not you, I'm not you rapper, I'm not you,
I keep ziploc bustin' at the stitches, culinary chemist I serve the malicious to break the fiends One give you the sniffles, the leave you with the itches Transport, with the vaseline
So I can fulfill my of passion as green More cash then ya seen within Ashton it's Me drivin' up fast with the lean, family Keep youngin's in them Camry's
Door panels of shit and I ain't full of shit Reckless ass, God forbid they crash From the to the dash, it's four pounds of slab Naw, bitch we believe in air bags
Cars turn tricks like Ringling brother skits bitch hop out or the glock pop out Ya know, what I'm Blow to ya sinus 'til the drop out
Whoever birds fly south for the winters, a damn lie Got 'em right here and if I don't like you the high Take it or leave it, soon as a fiend, taste it, need it They could smoke it in front of you to make you believe it
think, I won't murder you the way I smile But I'ma take a shots, A I style Jada, the name is but so what The motherfuckin' game is
You know, what? My mom and my really did a good job But it was the and the Cane the built me So I could never hate on brother God is great, the is a motherfucker
When you broke but think you got money Crackers start showin' you love, ya own act funny I niggas heads off, I don't discriminate Waves, cornrows or dreads, I eliminate
I'm far from a noodle, nigga, I up block reps And turn quiet streets hot sex Nigga, that's you say you a killa, how? What is it the return of the killer You don't put no in my heart
I make ya people say, 'wow', that didn't like my man flipped upside down, the coroner did what he can He got hit wit ten at pointblank and pointblank Coldchian left nigga stankin'
Half static and face I got the wrinkling, all in it I had my on his mink and I didn't give 'em A chance to when I dodged up on 'em the forty up on him shocked 'em Made his head stand on end and a baby I rocked 'em
The Coffin, the cradle, you can't the hand that made you That's the beginning of the end and you a thug pretends Coldchain, suit the nigga, I got a great vision I see through men And squeeze triggers wit' bullets go through men
Fuck wit S P, that's ya with death Got bullets that'll grape ya chest, no like I hate the rest I'm in the hood like my fate to rep I hold it any place I step and I love gettin' slept on 'Cause I'm rawer than dope fresh Africa that never been stepped on
Dog, clap at you the minute that you rep wrong Holiday, the ghost the main why ya set gone Why I riffin', the war you wouldn't understand 'Cause my God is than yours
If the world spin in a circle, I want 'em to move backwards Kill the first minute they jerk you What you keep the toaster for creepin' through the And shit ain't really good but I'm deeper than the ocean Higher a plane and meaner than a baller Want ya out so I mean it when I pull
Rappers is talking to me as if, on We in the boat, I tell them quick, no, I move Coke And you and I share no common bond So forgive me if I receive you with open arms, no
It me to no end to feed poison To those who could well be my kin But there's demand, someone will supply So I feed them their at the same time cry
Yes, it pains me to see them need All of them souls and I'm their Jesus Deepest regret and sympathy to the I see them pay for they fix when they kids couldn't eat, so
And with in mind, I still didn't quit And that's how I that I ain't shit, I ain't shit My heart bleed but that's aside from the I live from my kids and their's and youngin's after that