No, no, no, I told you, I this shit I ain't just up here, rappin' and and skittin' and shit, naw, not me I'm not you, I'm not you rapper, I'm not you,
I keep ziploc bustin' at the stitches, culinary chemist I serve the malicious to break the fixes One give you the sniffles, the other you with the itches Transport, airport the vaseline
So I can my dreams of passion as green More cash then ya seen within it's green Me drivin' up fast the lean, zonin' family Keep youngin's in them rented
panels full of shit and I ain't full of shit Reckless ass, God forbid they crash From the panel to the dash, four pounds of slab Naw, we don't believe in air bags
Cars turn tricks like them Ringling brother Whether hop out or the glock pop out Ya know, I'm about Blow to ya sinus the snot drop out
Whoever said fly south for the winters, a damn lie Got 'em right here and if I don't you the grams high Take it or leave it, soon as a fiend, taste it, need it They could smoke it right in front of you to make you it
Prolly think, I murder you the way I smile But I'ma take a lota shots, A I Jada, the name is filthy but so The motherfuckin' game is
You know, My mom and my pops really did a good job But it was the Montega and the Cane the me So I could never hate on another God is great, the is a motherfucker
When you broke but they think you got Crackers showin' you love, ya own people act funny I tear niggas heads off, I discriminate Waves, cornrows or dreads, I eliminate
I'm far a noodle, nigga, I stab up block reps And quiet streets into hot sex Nigga, that's you say you a killa, how? is it the return of the killer clown? You put no fear in my heart
I make ya people say, 'wow', that didn't like my man They flipped upside down, the did what he can He got hit wit ten rounds at pointblank and Coldchian left that nigga
Half static and face I got the wrinkling, all in it I had my on his mink and I didn't give 'em A chance to when I dodged up on 'em Pressed the forty up on him 'em Made his head stand on end and like a baby I 'em
The Coffin, the cradle, you bite the hand that made you the beginning of the end and you a thug that pretends Carl Coldchain, suit the nigga, I got a great vision I see men And squeeze triggers bullets that go through men
wit S P, that's ya date with death Got bullets grape ya chest, no sleep like I hate the rest I'm in the hood it's my fate to rep I hold it down any I step and I love gettin' slept on 'Cause I'm rawer than dope fresh outta Africa never been stepped on
Dog, I'ma at you the minute that you rep wrong Holiday, the ghost the main why ya set gone Why I love riffin', the war you understand 'Cause my God is than yours
If the world spin in a circle, I want 'em to learn move Kill niggas the minute they jerk you What you keep the toaster for creepin' through the And shit ain't really good but I'm deeper than the floor Higher than a plane and meaner a baller Want ya insides out so I mean it I pull
Rappers is talking to me as if, on We in the boat, I tell them quick, no, I move Coke And you and I don't share no common So forgive me if I receive you with open arms, no
It me to no end to feed poison To who could very well be my kin But where demand, someone will supply So I them their needs at the same time cry
Yes, it pains me to see them this All of them lost souls and I'm Jesus Deepest regret and to the street I see them pay for they fix when they couldn't eat, so sorry
And with this in mind, I still didn't And that's how I know that I ain't shit, I shit My heart bleed but that's aside the fact I from my kids and their's and them youngin's after that