The snake bites The scorpion stings Weak niggas plottin' to steal crowns from kings But that weight's a heavy burden on even the broadest of shoulders The thickest-skull thugs and even the hardest of soldiers The climb to the top filled with pleasure and pain Peril and loss, profit and gain Many hands once held open for a pat on the back Now grapes a knife in the night on a silent attack They wanna stop you from loving' Stop you from laughin' Keep you in misery, malice and madness They path in life is to make your path rougher Your joy is their poison, your suffering their supper Once success is tasted, they say that you changed “I thought we was folk, man, you just ain't the same” “Come on, let me borrow a bit off your name” Be a sucker if you want, they gon' hate you just the same When surrounded by darkness don't get swallowed by it Pain, anguish, and fear, don't get followed by it All habitual line-stepping niggas be quiet You violate the game, you disqualified Gone…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
