Life in a war zone, you make the wrong move, remove your torso Guns blow back from the track, now the bloods roll Unslow 24/7 now the funds flow Anybody gets in my way, I let their guts show
Sick fucks ain’t doing shit without the big bucks Got you in my sites, bad luck, I bet you’re lame ducks Who game sucks, got to the point, now my gage busts Come on man I don’t give a fuck, who wanna test nuts
Scrapping, let’s go toe to toe, I start the capping Shirt stamping, like Sherm on a stick, nines are clapping Who’s that then, who wanna be next, I'll make your back bend Push comes to shove, no love, I'll make it happen
There’s gotta be more to life than just this Your life compared to mine is like wine compared to piss You say it gets better, well fuck that (fuck that) You don't walk outside your house and feel the need to stay strapped
You never pay your rent off of cocaine and weed Man, I dance with the devil but I never get the lead Don’t get me wrong, if I could I’d make a change Been so bad for so long, any good is so strange
They say the grass is greener on the other side of shit But the fence is in the way now and I ain’t buyin’ it I'm in a cloud of smoke but my feet are on the ground Even when I’m dead and gone, I’ll always be around
I’ma walk to my funeral like my middle name was Lynch In the game riding high, while you fuckers ride the bench
Skinhead Rob run by, motherfuckers hit the fence Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
