Lyrics:
Seeing how I played your home girl
Who had it bad for me
I'm like woah, slow down baby
And kick it with your man itta go down crazy
I wanna get to know ya
Dead aim at my brain
Infrared with no lights on
I ain't afraid to die
Want to see what's after this
I'm livin' blind writin' rhymes
'til they capture
made me mad
I'm straight off of the street that's why I'm out chea bad
Comin through yo' door with a bag and a Mag
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
If you don't
feeling like a rose
How do I know?
God told me so
God told me so
God told me so
Conversation with the man up above
God told me so
God told me so
God told me
of my pain and the medicine
Never met someone who played games with my head as much
Fate tethered us together like two felons
Must've fell in love with
choppers, slugs
Who could stop to love this lifestyle juveniles embracin'?
I'm lacin' adolescents with lessons no one could beat the cases
I'm chasin', my
I'm a young nigga, go by the name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I issue
CMR bitch. G Code nigga G code nigga G code nigga
Juvenile:
I ain't no pussy ass nigga (ya understand)
I'm a rapper but I'm still
deal
Comin' with somethin' veterans can't feel
I hit you like a steel anvil
Because you grafted off the next man's skill
But still I remain mellow,
caught vapors
Niggaz run up on you with guns, snatchin' papers
Outlined body chalk, is how they would scrape ya
From off the pavement, I hate gettin'
times seem out of place when compared with my burdens
Feels I been shot deep in my soul, but the bullet keep turning
Thinking of my juvenile years,
As a successful cousin
A director or other cousin with a inheritance
By the way, on vacation, I must've said
I must say I have never been
Although I started to work
scared of slugs, runnin'
start movin', me and Juve (Juvenile) e be comin'
(Juvenile)
we left yo' brain sick
up with a chopper (A.K. 47) splittin'
caught vapors
Niggaz run up on you with guns, snatchin' papers
Outlined body chalk, is how they would scrape ya
From off the pavement, I hate gettin'
the party)
Unending skang with the bad land clippers(grr byam grr byam)
Fifty seconds what reduce the bomb by thirty
Better stop wasting seconds (welcome
clocked her
Stand by your, man, stand by your man
You got to stand by your baby
Stand by your, man, stand by your man
You got to stand by your
behind those glance
I'm always here to hear
I welcome you with my open hands
It's between me and you
Let's have a conversation, man to man
This not
to everyone he was evil
a fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school
caught vapors
Niggaz run up on you with guns, snatchin' papers
Outlined body chalk, is how they would scrape ya
From off the pavement, I hate gettin'
catching rats with the tecks since Juvenile
Listen, cut your conversation 'til I'm finished
I'm about to give the definitions to the rhymes I'm kicking
two generous guys but yeah
Someone blessed me
With some gum, a Now and Later
And a Jawbreaker today yeah!
As a Man
I woke up still feeling fucked up
in they face and I’m shooting guys
Tryna take my kindness for weakness
Don’t confuse Spady with Demetrius
Y’all don’t understand I’m a different man
CMR bitch. G Code nigga G code nigga G code nigga
Juvenile:
I ain't no pussy ass nigga (ya understand)
I'm a rapper but I'm still
at my
Head just call me, talk to me like a man
I'm not tryna be "The man, " I just am "A
Man" The same as everybody here
I ain't above, below, none
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