Now I know it's hard to tell when I'm being serious I'm being serious I would like to take a moment of silence in remembrance of the people who went to their place of worship that day not knowing that they would have their lives taken from that Thank you
I told my momma i'd be great I told my momma i'd be great I told my mamma i'd be great What would you do if some loser Could chose your fate Put a bullet through his face Bitch, test my temple and it's gates All the people in my steeple keeping hate From this place Every time I wanna take an eye for an eye I remember i will surely go blind But If i could rewind Time Save the souls In that mosque… I would kill that piece shit At any fucking cost Die Lie in the dirt Where all the sinners went Burn so the righteous can Protect the fucking innocent Word to all my niggas With triggas that gon' defend they kin Shoot at killers that will surrender And then pretend they win Bitch i saw my mom in that woman He took a her life away Seen it on the web with my niggas Had nothing i could say That little beautiful brown woman Could of been my mother That growing tan young man Could have been my brother Started to panic Acting manic Im filling up with rage Who let that lil bitch live? Im getting fucking set off I would put my thumbs into his eyes And take his fucking head off I would shove my gun to his tongue Allow the shit to let off Who wanna run up on my tribe? Hit you in your liver Shoutout allah shoutout jesus christ Bitch i feel like shiva Shooter like im buddha It deliver to his mind I pray one day that the gun lay On the side of someone kind Yuh The people don't want weapons Aint the people getting shot at Buy a tech and learn to use it Cuz one day it might be time If some crazy nigga want it Chances are he fucking bought it And i bet if you could choose You'd have a strap instead of dying
They want us to start a war Imma start a war on hatred And i wont harm a single soul Unless a nigga wanna get wasted
Face it If someone were to harm her Your mother, you'd be the karma To crush em under your armour No matter the race And if your lover would Suffer unless you refused to buffer And turn his mental to butter Create a shattered face And if yo nigga was bleeding In need of help and you Seen the villain who did it You'd kill him spill him without a thought And if my life was in peril And i could aim with a barrel Instead of hiding in terror Nigga id buy a glock Fuck the left wing and fuck the right too Two paths to evil is your eagle red or blue Pull up with the deagle, loud toy inside my shoe Im a cowboy and There aint space enough for you Don't tread on me That's what my scout master taught me Shoutout mr monson struggling with heart and arteries Take my guns bitch i dare you to try, yuh Run up on my temple be aware you will die Rip the men women children inside that building I keep rod of iron put a demon through the ceiling Fuck the helter skelter you niggas is unfeeling Ain't no help or shelter and certainly no kneeling You have been infected by something i ain't wit that Fucking with the balance no challenge push your shit back
Bitch i told my momma and i told my patti You ain't taking shit with no clip and no shotty Imma darkie and i'm proud i smoke loud and act naughty I don't have no race i ain't chasing nobody Fuck everything you stand for Fuck everything you repping This is a place in these gates Hate cannot step in Names of your victims Writ on my weapon Put you in a hole where your Soul is not restingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
