Lyrics:
(Comrades) bitches can't fade me
Plottin' but they ploys crashed
Fuckin' with the midst of my comrades
(Comrades)
See by now the way this shit is situated
that chopper rang
Beef keep frozen but when it melts
I do my thang fifty shots to set it off
Real quick bitch niggas get left
Where they can't be
away
Straight away
Killin shit everyday
Load up the clip place the shots
One takes on my flow
Can't give fuck man
I'm Back i'm a manace hoe
Hand me those
easy
Listen, through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin' bad boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggas in
Shooting shots with my verses, putting them in hearses
Tell me where your vest at
Back against the wall
I will come out tall
Willing to lose it all
Before
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
easy
Listen, through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin' bad boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggas in
they're
And now I and sound like my fucking town, dwag
I want that shit as my shit, I'm Rambo!
Fuck it! And I'm gonna tell the niggas, suck my dick!
But if
for decision
My profession is stompin' squares the fuck out
We played hopscotch for a livin'
But that's def, that's just plain old def
It's funny how
eyes see three in a black tracksuit
But if I'm running a bank
Scam it's black suit's
But I'm like Wretch though cos
My dress codes never retro
Fresh
off
People say I'm hard as Hennessy
And you soda soft
Man I'm talking to my enemies
And I'm sorta saw
But I treat my music like it's a craft
You
battling me then I'm locking your head
But I ain't gon need caps
Know my name when I hop on the cypher (Uh)
It's easy giving out free raps
They ain't ready
If it all goes left, give Josiah my will
'Cah I guess I'm just a brudda that they're dying to kill, ah (woo)
Your boys mad dark, still I shine like
am out to kill you and
I'll have a little fun
I am out to murder you, I'm going to attack
I am going to kill you
You're the monkey on my back
I wanna
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
a long, long time and I never go dey give up on the love
I go buy designer, yeah yeah (yeah, yeah)
Call you my miss malaika, baby (baby)
Anything that
, you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
are colder than Sweden
So Boy Better Know that it’s gun season
Don't think I'm wearing gloves for no reason
Kill Devilman and dump him in Neasden
My
Living it day by day we aint promised to see tomorrow
Some of them gonna hate some them gonna fall
Some of them be the best they can be give it there all
no race
I pull it out and shoot it right in her face
You probably wine her and dine her
And get jealous when you can't find her
You're nothing but
with all of my heart
I wish I could rip it out and show it to you
But I can't
I'd give you the world instead
I gave you my heart
Girl you can keep it
shit it’s my year though
Nast what you said
Remember the bitch that would give
We shot but we don’t ever hear though
I’m here but I’m not like air
straight stuntin
Had a white boy in Buffalo shootin' up black people
In the supermarket can't believe people is that evil
Buffalo callin' out for help but
feel a twisting knot of
Anticipation form in my stomach
Stop it, this doesn't mean anything
But still, it churns
A glance around tells me I'm not
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