Lyrics:
think, now why don't you get out those pants
(No, people are saying that you guys cannot make it again)
You know what, maybe we can't, why don't you take
rid of the heater
Back in the hood where they blowin' on reefer
I follow the light while
You follow the leader
Now a nigga overseas where
They checkin'
back
If you go replay that
Replay this back
I got a diss track for you in there
I track you
I attract you
cnd map you out
GPS
P.S
You can not see where
is ours
Now it’s time to make my own and make my throne
Things you just can't prolong It’s testament
Holy such a lonely road expect for this
To put me
Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know
Spread out now, Rosie
Doctor come cut loose her mama's reins
You know playin' blind man's bluff
Is a little baby's game
You pick up Little Dynamite
Cause players only prosper as you suckers bite the dust
And wonder why they died from the millimeter bust
Now you can be my 'cause, homie, I can be yo'
these feelings that are new
But trust me sister it's alright I'm always here by your side
Heal you with these dark rhymes
Rid you of these sharp bites
(Uhh)
Feel my bones
Put me back in
Now I see you set sail, got to be the captain
State the name with a capital E, R-I-C at the end
Our eyes see
Now who's next up to bat
I think it's Weapon X
Get on the mic
And show 'em
Australian context
Verse 5 (Weapon X- IFA, Australia)
It's you
Sounds crazy
It’s a whole load of sacrifice
That got us where we are (Got us where we are)
See If She my baby
Then we going hard
See If she my baby
way,you may answer to Freeway!
I think it's him pagin me now, I hear the back strap
Where you at? Got a room full of freaks!
And they tryin' to get
of the son
Now our hero is climbing high
He's been recruited by the FBI
They want him to become an undercover spy
The mission target is a rich old snob
acting like a nut
If yaw ain't know by now im fucked up
Day 1s turned to bitches but its usual
You called em ya brother
But you ain't show up at his
the harpoon
Take her to the V.I.P, this is our room
Now you know that it's a shame
'Cause you in your PJs watching cartoons
As I walk down the street
own mothers
I guess I'm a rapper now if you consider
Speaking facts on a track rap
Then call me a rapper
I really didn't think I'd get bitches mad like
[Chorus:]
This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all admire
And he goes by the name of Da T.R.U.T.H.
All we wanted was a righteous man
pulls out some bread and a cup
As we feast and we smile over what we had won
My dear friend turns to me, and he asks
Are you really happy son
To which I
is
Loving me now, so ridiculous
Like where was y'all during time's of my loneliness
Yeah
Like where was support and the gratitude
You never helped me
mosey on the low key
If you don't know by now, you'll never know me
You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's
Witnessed by notary
our heads into the noose
And it just sits there watchin'
America, where are you now
Don't you care about your sons and daughters
Don't you know we
the sunset (I just wanna see the sunset)
And go through the sun breeze with you (With you)
Now, tell me, would you like that?
Uh, yeah
We can make love by
really a veteran
You are now witnessing arson
Bars sick, toxic
Speaking knowledge
Cherish this privilege
Rather cosmic
Image of love, always platonic
If
that pass by
With some good and bad times
With some moments that are filled with fear and bold moves
I try to take it one step at a time each day and try
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