Tonalità: G# minor
Verse 1
Where I'm left with no
Real recognize real, let me ride together
I don't groove in my teddy
in the sky together
the sound like fuckin' Bo
Those are just words, bitch,
the truth is in my fuckin' soul
Lord, and pray for me
My life is full of bills
that no one knows
pills and my nicotine
Look in the mirror,
eyes focused on the enemy
whoever fuckin' with me
Expose the irony,
cause ain't nobody fuckin' with me
I'm just a motherfuckin' hitman
My mind military
fuck a song
I know you don't fuck
You don't wanna cross the line
lil' buddy, I'm a criminal
So if I throw a shot at you,
it will not be subliminal
barrel up the .45
Something on my side
that is damn near Gordy side
Fresh about the halfway house,
I'm about to act a fool now
you don't know about droughts
Always rappin' bout it,
and doin' your little songs
Keep tryin' to disrespect me
and all of your little blogs
You rapper, I ain't gotta say,
you know I'm hot
I know you don't fuck with me
I know you don't fuck with me
but I see your lies
You just usin' us to keep
your own career alive
now you paid out
I'm unleashed,
knockin' doors on the cage out
and I ain't backin' down
And I don't give a damn
it'll bite you
Out of control,
hard coder than a ice cube
With my backs against the wall,
I don't want fame
I ain't scared to stay
checkin' in my bedroom
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