Lyrics:
full of bricks and then bark
To a watery grave, fortune favours the brave
That's why I play Russian roulette in the dark
It's the grime scene killer
Nightmare, burning in your brain
Suffer, in the fantasies domain
Killer, lurking in black
You'll see him again, in futures past
Strangulate, he
the kitchen sink
I heard the tales, fortune and blame
Tigers and wolves defanged by fame
From the chains to the reigns to the vein to the brain
Anyway
the kitchen sink
I heard the tales, fortune and blame
Tigers and wolves defanged by fame
From the chains to the reins to the vein
To the brain, anyway
and I feed 'em fish
Them killers coming, 'X' you off the list
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker
Now I'm being followed by some
change
They say stay dangerous
Life is a deadly game
Flame scorching
So give me the fortune
And keep the fame
Yeah this is the kind of music
That will
petty change
They say stay dangerous
Life is a deadly game
Flame scorching
So give me the fortune
And keep the fame
Yeah this is the kind of music
That
The party dont stop till the morning ooh
It cost me a fortune look.at it oh
I take off oh
Verse
I take off
I aint got time now piss off
Jelly look like lip
your bucket (yeah)
Mike got a '96 Impala (yeah)
Don't think I won't murk ya (yuh)
Be out by the time my son hit college (yuh)
Cold enough to make her
dreamers lift up the hope like they praising shit at revival
And killers hold tight to guns like they gripping on to the bible
Richmond where I'm born
While we rule by blind madness and pure greed
Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion
Through the aeons, and on and on
Oh yes we'll
lives, my music camouflage
I court killers at the center of my synagogue
Torch in hand, extortion to the fortune five hundred
From the porches
lives, my music camouflage
I court killers at the center of my synagogue
Torch in hand, extortion to the fortune five hundred
From the porches
and I feed 'em fish
Them killers coming, 'X' you off the list
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker
Now I'm being followed by some
Till that motherfucker hate his face
I been going through some issues that nobody dealing with
Surrounded by real killers and shit, doing it for
dusk, when the monsters awake
What a fortune her ass has been saved
By a heroic being too big for a cape
But now she admires this chest-banging ape
Wait,
he wanna trifle
We clap him and dip like the end of recitals
They checkin his vitals
But Edo Tensei couldn't give him revival
My niggas is tribal, we
"Superman".
You should love whilst at your unluckiest.
From "Infinite" to "Be Murdered By".
You just provided the perfect rhymes.
And I've always respected
strong
Its your home it's where you belong
Look at the world, put up a finger
Never be judged by a sinner
Man of god, he's killer
Ain't no way, fuckin
on your brow
Is what you reap and sow
Forge your own fortune
From salt and from sand no gods or kings
Only man
Folks told me, son, you won the gene pool
So
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang
Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmann's when I swirled
Surrounded by my real niggas
They cock back, they see
Caps, they peal quicker, real killers
Real business, it's never personal, Jack
Remember that fuck up my
eventually ceases to
Be controlled by a fear of what
Life can bring - James Baldwin
For well over a year 50 Cent
Had been working on what
Was meant to be hist
Then I start sippin' purple, got my shit screwed
When you feedin' your circle, watch your shipments improve
Fabricate 'bout your fortune, all my fabric's
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