Lyrics:
Hour 9,114
Bridge: So please forgive me, for what I do and what I’ve done
But I won’t stop until this battle is won
You live by the sword and die by
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represent my hood and my homies for mad blocks
Here to slaughter all you fake ass Biggie's and 2Pac's
Two glocks, it ain't enough, you better hit
wait a second (one! two! three! c'mon!)
Dreams shattered like broken glass
Press ignore it and your hopes get broken fast
You complain for the life you
the same for me 'cause the fame don't wipe away the black
Westside can't react
Braniac with this maniac, get to losin 'fore the schools get to oozin
And every 10,000 points
I smoke two joints in time of piece
And two in time of war are
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
And then I smoke two
Bust a nut, get some rest"
The next day, my mother said
"I don't know what the fuck's up with this kid
The bastard won't even eat nothing he's fed
He
to find another me, so feel lucky you can listen for free
I'm sitting in all white seats, it's so bright like the whole thing bleached
I'm off the ground by
attacked from the zodiac
But I see your fire spark
Eat the breeze and go
Blow by blow and go away
Oh, what do you say?
Yeah, you don't know my mind
[Repeat: x2]
S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee
D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee!
Izzle kizzle, fo' schizzle
My nizzle, what you sizzle?
Fo'
[Repeat: x2]
S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee
Izzle kizzle, fo' schizzle
My nizzle, what you sizzle?
Fo'
then rape
I fuckin eat your brains for lunch
Your bones go crunch, as I fuckin much your corpse
Cause you wenches though somethin proper but until you
asked for a fayva
Mix chick yellow bone (bone)
To be in thiz country I need them paypaz
Leave out the country get low on haytaz
Candy in cotton hiz
I asked for a fayva
Mix chick yellow bone (bone)
To be in thiz country I need them paypaz
Leave out the country get low on haytaz
Candy in cotton hiz
I asked for a fayva
Mix chick yellow bone (bone)
To be in thiz country I need them paypaz
Leave out the country get low on haytaz
Candy in cotton hiz
I will show you crazy, I'm a maniac
No more final warning, I'm not holding back
I ain't going nowhere, let the roof cave in
'Bout to blow up
for shovin'
I got the mask, I got the strap, soon as I find the gloves
We gonna start exposin' off like Farhrenheit 9/11
[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
I'ma
They went left not my type
Young king with a dream
I got goals for this life
Yeah they hate to see you win
They was hoping for a slice
Raised by
Well I joined to fly strike eagles
In two thousand and ten
But my eyesight wasn't good enough
cnd they barely let me in
They said son you've got one
scream
Now bow down and praise the lord for the wing ding
I got skill to deal and run game on bitches
You can tell that I'm sick by the triple sixes
I
order plenty ammunition for the
Enemies that I got i'm the King
I'm just looking for my Coretta Scott
Bet I pop, like a boy band
I'm annoying to rappers
Yeah
One, two
One, two
One, two
One, two
Yeah
Mic check
Mic check
One, two
One, two
Yeah
Strictly for the sake of my own amusement
one two many
Is still a decent number for the breeding of a beast
With no release, she keeps and teaches no remorse
More resembling of a thief than
The Moon is high on skies of Elm Street.
Beware your dreams, dreams sometimes could kill.
ONE, TWO, FREDDIE'S COMING FOR YOU!
You're home alone.
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