Lyrics:
the devil my horns popping up
Down another shot another cig so I can self destruct
I just wanna cause a ruckus taste for blood and itch for violence
Cross
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
ripped out
By Jedi Mind Tricks, ouch!
And ain't nobody gangsta, we just fight good
Left jab, uppercut, then a right hook
Jedi Mind spit rhymes like I write
for life
A preacher's son, first one on the run
I'm grateful that I haven't been shot
Stopped by the cops and they didn't find a glock
W-Y-C-L-E-F,
a nigga won't box you, or shoot your mug
I just came here to party baby, drank and roam blocks
Get a thicky thick chick, and get a quick dome shot
Got
another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips
And that's I, Hi, I better get by because my ally
About to flip that crazy shit while I go look for some
Once again, another Trax Productions
Rush for the 9-8, mobsta elites
Ain't it a shame how we make ballin' look so sweet
Especially when you ain't
A couple missed calls while Im laid up with another bitch
My brother otp he told me romo just got hit
A couple shots one cross the head and he still
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell
Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name
floor (Floor) aye (Aye)
Painkiller papi, now they know he name
Another day, another pregnancy scare
Getting older by the second I fear
In past years was
been raised by the wolves on the hillside
Hunting for the beast, bare hands
what a thrill ride
Move, like the stars in the night sky
And I take another
the field for plenty
Pass the cup where the Henny
Pour me up another shot
All see wanna do is dance
Blow a bag rubber bands
Fell in love with her stance
Yeah
so sad
just take my hand
we smoke another blunt
yeah we get high
time goes by
why you look so mad
I take another shot
singin' with me
I don't wanna let
head like Tylenol
And I roll up in that black 'Bach, Matte black or that black Lac
And I put another hole in your snapback, step back, act bad
Who
You know I just bought another shovel
This year we buried a lot of bags, you dig?
Wheezy beats
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
When you get another shot, you never know
You can't wait too long (What up, Al Pac?)
Got no time for that, no time for that
You can't wait too long
You
The kids was just starin' at each other
J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother
Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port
Full speed down Reed, shot his
staring at each other
J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother
Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port
Full speed down Reed, shot his mom on the porch
politics got trick up their sleeves ,/of my empty palms tree outta Miami ,blowing throughout the seven seas/iz shot flowing by the bumblebee's clean all the honey out my
Sherman Heller, crack pusher
You gotta serve fiends by all means
To make cream to feed home
I'm just another gangsta, breed homes
Let me run wit my niggas
(Damn I think I need another one)
Whats the fun, if you ain't drinking by the ton
Roll the spliff up light it up
Back to back shots pouring Henny in my
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They f***ed up when the rob me
Put another contract
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