키: G minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Fix your face, when we rhyming,
we been crazy
Throw mad bullets at you, jumping
in new spacely
All my goons is frustrated,
groan at they P.O.'s
It's obvious, we do this, we bust haters
Yo, gun selectors, dumb detectors
Chase my niggas, talking slick,
where that Lex kid at?
You know we cool
and we Darth Vaders
Pull out them slammers, regulate the streets,
I bake Satan
How many of us it take paper
and start a war
It's like starting up a store that sell aces
All my colors and bad brothers,
rag coverage
Black gloveses, leathers
and glass lovers
Introduce these leaders,
wanna take money
Verse 2
Beast]
Look, the coke, the coka, the cocaine
The C- O- K- E, it's coke, man
They lift the weight up in snow plains
You sniff an eighth up in your brain
The coke, the coka, the cocaine
The C- O- K- E, it's coke, man
Verse 3
[U- God:]
Illegal transport,
son, I throw bombs back and forth
It's a contact sport,
get your arm cracked off
Yo, I blast like I'm task force,
stashed in my dash board
Exercise black thought,
dance on a catwalk
Grew up on the asphalt,
trynna get my grams off
Watch for the hand off,
I'm a get my plans off
Like you and your mans off,
everybody huddle up
A piece of the puzzle, son,
pieces, crumble up
My old righteous troublesome,
now I'm into major things
Made it this far,
kid, the God got on angel wings
Everytime the flavor bring,
tons of coke, mad gross
Two cuts of lactose, I'm
underground like railroad
Mad low, son,
in this hellhole, an animal
Friendship be flammable,
no shame for some to blow
Dm
Verse 4
Dm
[Chorus]
[Slaine:]
Cm
Gm
Dm
Ever since a little youth,
I've been bent on stoupes, sipping gin and juice
In the booth,
fill the dope game, shooting on bent up hoops
Roll around in stolen cars,
nah these ain't no rented coupes
Grimeys behind me, they all
grimey, ninety percent of controlled
Lying in the booth,
put the ashes in the pipe
Blowtorch to the crack,
my fire is winter proof
Old thoughts of black and white pictures,
now they developing
Cm
Gm
Skeletons surrounded by archangels
and seraphims
through the whole hood
Tell him this racquet is bad
for him but it's so good
Are you a fighter? Real life scuffle,
no dirt clean
Plus a muthafucka had to hustle since 13
I got my mind in focus,
where you never been at
How you think I made a hundred grand,
from where my pen's at
Fuck the fortune and the glamour,
I don't need no fame
[Chorus]
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