Lyrics:
and molly, promethazine (Turn me up)
Bentleys, Bentaygas, and SRTs (SRTs)
Jet to pick up a load it was 10 till 3
Don't judge a book by its cover a strap on me
break
demons all around me pull the pin on the grenade
boom
imma throw a party in my tomb
callin up akaru with the shotty
clear the room
did you really
ass by pushin mute
Shit can get stanky like a poot (like a poot)
I got dog poop crank yes I pollute
Leave the whole block fully unrecouped
I'm like
another dead pigeon
If you're mafiosos, then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while
your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was tongue kissing
Now we're all cannibals
Say this will all be temporary
Even the mark by my name
The flames are all imaginary
Just be happy there's slack in
across the street
Hoodies come in all flavors, all black if you think you're sweet
Arab sellin' grenades by the box, you'll get it cheap
Schoolin'
Know why I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law
Try to play me 'cause I'm rappin', I will break yo' jaw
Catch a nigga in these streets, make you
we pray for war,
like the Russian military
Enter the stage with a grenade, and a machete
Stab you like Bloody Mary - I do this for convicts
Takin
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
I laid
Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that
Me Cory and Mercy gettin' dunked on
Riding top down so we let the trucks pause
In the jeep ridin' four
Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that
Me Cory and Mercy gettin' dunked on
Riding top down so we let the trucks pause
In the jeep ridin' four
just about to toss a live grenade
In your driveway (what?) and drive away
Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS
Blood drippin' from it,
The other times buck wild
But the science is always there
I'd be a true sucker
If I acted like I didn't care
I rap for brothers just like myself
Dazed by
just about to toss a live grenade
In your driveway (what?) and drive away
Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS
Blood drippin' from it,
parade
No Limit soldiers throwin grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and gunnin
I got your ground troops runnin from INCOMING!
Go, go go go,
times, I might slang some dimes (back to trappin')
You believe corporations runnin' marijuana? (How that happen? Ooh)
And your country gettin' ran by
feet away
Another man is asking for continued aid
Food and medicine and hand grenades
For El Salvador
There's a thump, a rumble, and the buildings
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
gettin' ran by a casino owner (ooh)
Pedophiles sponsor all these fuckin' racist bastards (they do)
And I told you once befo' that you should kill your
another dead pigeon
If you're mafiosos, then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while
her time
Tastes like hand grenades and a twist of lime.
I know you're hot to trot
Out of the game
I'm topping up and coming down
Always the same
Then morning hangover
In your silence, you act like I am
Holding a grenade, holding a grenade
Is it me, who always stays
But you, the one, who asked me
the girls screaming my name you know
Imma be great imma imma be great
Blowin up like grenades
Imma be great imma imma be great
Don't be slow get out
I bleed
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