Lyrics:
Yeah, that's that chocolate, chocolate
(Uh) that's that melanin
Yeah, that's that chocolate, chocolate
(Uh) we be killin' 'em
With all that chocolate,
45 Sirius
Gold frame shades 45, Siri
I used to be up in a
Tunnel like a hundred deep
Screamin', "Nine Trey
Su Woo" with a bunch of Bs
Never tied up
it would be that me or him gonna bleed
and it wasn't gonna be me
so what I did was popped one up in my chamber and I sent 3
no women no kids
and I
like I'm Toad
Hop in the forth, that four-forty-four close
It's on, soon as you see 'em, let go
Reloaded it and dump it some more
So we posted up by
All the real niggas locked up in prison
Most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
Some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
I just wanna know, what
to you spit your rap someone else wrote
Used to get beat up by the big kids
Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel
And I wouldn't do shit but just
'm the rap game reaper,
Finish it off, killin' the bosses,
Complete it and beat every fuckin' MC with the speed I be feedin' the demon, armed to the teeth
I been sitting here on my lonely/
This drank really killin me slowly/
Yeah, Killin me, killin me, it be killin me slowly/
Know you see my text
on toes
But I'm lickin' on toes, man
You know how that go
Shit gettin' tighter, all up on my pants
Pull a lil' Michael and do a lil' dance
Cloggin' up
motherfucker came
When I die, I want to be a living legend, say my name
Affiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain
I came to bring the pain
Hook:
It's my 1st year with the College but I'm far from a Freshman
(College of Hip Hop Knowledge)
Been killin mics for year all around Austin Texas
think that he killin' shit
I'm cooler than a ceiling fan
Run up, damn, choppas, damn
Make him do the choppa dance
Nigga, fuck my government
We sticked up
on me
Boy you broke get ya weight up homie
By myself I'm jhi like lonely
But I'm just tryna' get this macaroni
I used to be the one they laugh at
Now they
Reminiscin' 'bout my lost thugs
(Damn I thought this nigga would never die)
Reminiscin' 'bout my lost thugs
(Genocide we're killin' up our own kind)
Some
making moves, coming through
Choo choo, all aboard, bitch, you ride caboose
Hate to break the news, hang it up, I’ll tie the noose
Yeah, cause I am
doubt)
Shit - in this white man's world
Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin hard on our sisters
We don't be knowin the pain we be causin'
bitch from up close and
Take off his fucking dome
We rollin' right in the trenches, we lurkin
They ain't at home
I'm killin' shit by my niggas
Don't care
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
we all
Just headed for doom?
Still consumed by the beast?
And I know there'll never be peace
That's why I keep my pistol
When I walk the streets
‘Cause
down
Slangin' 'caine, causin' pain on a quest for the crown
Killin' each other just so we can get paid
I pray the Lord save us, we've fallen astray
You
I ain't hard to spot baby check for the polo
Say you wanna kill me should be killin off ya goals tho
Wanna hit me up just to check ya tone
I'm chillin
begin?
I came here to win
Again and again
Ain't nothin' risked, yeah
Me and my friends, uh
Makin' these M's, uh
Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya,
mode
It's okay o aye o aye
Pay load, bars by the boat load
Up on this 8-0 8-0-8
Gimme that beat on repeat,
I'm feeding off people that be deceiving
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