Chorus (2x): They got me, smokin' weed Cause the situation got me vexed Never livin' to see what's next Funny how we flex Critical situations, ain't nothin' iller Livin' in a world fulla killaz
Bullet wounds can make the roughest niggaz scream for momma I wonder why we fiend for drama The media continues to paint violent pictures No longer untouchin' Don't let the motherfuckaz get ya For god has a place, for the devils, the false prophets Fienin' for collection Disregardin' his resurrection Let me holla at cha greater emcee within me? I let my spirit tell it How many missionaries worship in the relic And still Im screamin' maintain nigga Coming up ain't a breeze Think about your feral existence When your movin' the keys This could be the last capable time to holla at the reaper Am I your brothers keeper? My brain stay twisted with homicide that I've witnessed Many were personal but my journey was business Many onlookers don't realize What it means to see a man take his last breath before your eyez
Chorus (2x): They got me, smokin' weed Cause the situation got me vexed Never livin' to see what's next Funny how we flex Critical situations, ain't nothin' iller Livin' in a world fulla killaz
Pour out some liquor for my niggaz that was blown to pieces Tragic example of what happens when the chrome releases I here the shots ringin' in my head, lord collective Forgive my homies for their sin, let your glory protect them How many niggaz gonna die tonight, I can't call it We stay on sense, plus we all act as hard as runnin' From the cops cause they killaz and rapers They be the main motherfuckaz robbin' niggaz for papers How many niggaz doin' 25 years or better My baby momma dropped the child support Scared I might quit her Somebody tell me why we why a lot Serial hits, and the muthafuckaz lives over trivial shit Hard time, people voking niggaz to blast on site Caught up in a hell of fury, niggaz blast all night It's the beginnin' of the end, recorded for chambers Usin' vonage, to express their anger, they got a real nigga
Chorus (2x): They got me, smokin' weed Cause the situation got me vexed Never livin' to see what's next Funny how we flex Critical situations, ain't nothin' iller Livin' in a world fulla killaz
*multiple gunshots* *girl screams* *police siren*
How much weed can a muthafucka smoke Fienin' like a baser Straight gin, no chaser, let me holla Muthafuckaz better recognize, blessed the B Try to diminish my image, get the best of me Young, just pack a five, no remorse no love Size em up if you wanna, you'll be swallowin' slugs Seems everythings occurring as the Bible predicted Posionous plague leave the drugs, leavin' nations evicted They got me screamin',Don't get caught up in that bullshit G! Can always feel for you but wont let them bullshit me Look at how us young niggaz stay caught up in prison God was talkin' to my heart but my soul wouldn't listen' Lesson to be learned, so much time was wasted If a come-up was available, best believe I chase it. We can form a legacy, passed on to kids God judgin' these people Look at the things we did
Chorus (3x): They got me, smokin' weed Cause the situation got me vexed Never livin' to see what's next Funny how we flex Critical situations, ain't nothin' iller Livin' in a world fulla killaz Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
