[Verse 1] Watch what you say and watch what you hear Cause niggas will cut the earlobe off of your ear Just because you can go talking to peers Or witness in court to add on to their years The scariest dudes are the ones who have fear They get nervous and scared and they never think clear They think deep conversations are better with beer I seldomly drink and I never did fear God bless the child that pees the bed and can't sleep at night I know young litte niggas that sell dope, but can't read or write And rode in the slow classes, moving at the speed of light We look to the angels for help but found out that demons can fly That's when a nigga had to leave the light; dark side, I used the force I've seen evil, but I've never seen Jesus, like I've never seen a unicorn Disbelief, what is fate? Should I just believe what these books say? Don't speak because I lay where these crooks lay And dodging bad bitches on a good day They looking at us, cause we next Don't worry about your bitch, boy She's too shallow for this deep sex They fight, but can't touch me Like the hand that's on T-Rex I just got that moolah Put that yada in that prex
[Hook x2] Everybody wants to be brave Living life with no fear We try not to be afraid But everyone's a little scared
[Verse 2] Prostitues getting raped by the cops in suits The stories you don't hear about Cause they don't make they way onto the news Six years ago, six officers pulled her over and raped her Now she's calling me up crying Cause another officer finger banged her Heard a square say it's not rape If you fuck a prostitute and don't pay her God, please grant me the serenity To not kill all of my enemies Headshots, no injuries Cause they can come back and remember me I live life like I'm in a dream Like I can't die and I was given wings I fly up high to the mountain top Just so I can duke it out with God Left, right, jacked up Hook followed by an upper cut Lightning thighs and a thunder butt It's the kryptonite to the God in us Got the elephant in the room by the tusks My life is such, Midas touch Turn everything to gold like it's rust And make 'em feel that kick like I'm like the drums Spike the punch, spiked rum I'm the politest one I hide the guns Cause you never know when your time will come Just don't cross that line but once I'd rather be the silent one in the bunch Then the one that dies for speaking his mind too much
[Hook x2]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
