[Intro: Audio Clip] Everybody in my neighborhood respected and feared your Grandfather All the guys I came up with said don't mess with Mr. Jones
[Verse 1: Topaz Jones] I got, wanted posters up all over the block How you 'posed to pose for the photos when opps takin' the shots? Got 'em open with the bars Don't end up over the rocks You n*ggas sweet, prolly end up in a cocktail with some Schnapps School of hard knocks, all them lessons I won't forget it My energy's so kinetic, my enemies so pathetic They stealin' my whole aesthetic I'm keepin' it copacetic And that's only the tip of the frozen lettuce I remember gettin' rotten tomatoes in my direction If you was salty then, by now you got hypertension The streets was amused when I debuted my collection Receipts for the dues, I been payin' with my attention Cut the tension with a para knife And didn't your parent mention ain't nothin' fair in life? 'Tis the season for me to turn up the Fahrenheit They wearin' ice, quit the cappin' For Instagram likes, with witty captions "How ill is he with the rappin'?" Snip your ribbon, rippin' the package Need respect like Aretha I'm young, gifted, and black Even though ain't no metal plate in my dental My mental on platinum plaque What happened to that boy? They want him dead or alive He envy a top five Whip that thang off his belt faster than an asteroid I got ghosts in my scope like I'm Dan Aykroyd I bet they're down for trading places with me now Globe trottin', practice my "Bonjour" and my "Ni Hao" Ever have a son, he gettin' named after three thou All this storytellin' is to blame when I peace out
[Outro] Dead or alive (dead or alive) Dead or alive (dead or alive) Dead or aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
