[Verse 1: B.o.B] They say the good die young I guess I’ll be here forever A step away from the edge And the edge is closer than ever Skeletons in my closet I’ll never live to regret them So if you looking for mercy You came in the wrong direction I came from a different league Bred from a different breed Vengeance and demolition is mixed and twisted with greed Oh, the irony of a bleeding heart while it beats ‘Cause in the heart of the city The blood is shed in the streets
[Verse 2: Big Boi] Shed in the streets, my semi-autos geek to the beat And I’m gone skip to the loo, my darling No surrender, never retreat I’m never gonna see the light at the end of the tunnel Only darkness, it’s just me guarding a heartless partner Bull’s eyein' targets So fuck the devil’s cartel, cause I’m just slitting throats Just like a table full of spades players We taking out the joker – ers Got explosives and their big ole bag of guns ‘Cause it’s faster and more furious when I'm done, run!
[Hook] It’s double or nothing They’re firing from the dark The dark (the dark) The dark (the dark) They’re firing from the dark It’s double or nothing They tryina go to war Now see we creepin' tight We keep it in the coleslaw, boy
[Verse 3: B.o.B] Fact, I look like slipping Not a chance, man Got triggers on the clock Bitch it’s hammer time On the part of the map where anything can happen You either end up strapping Or end up pushing dandelion So call an ambulance Uh, I paint a picture that cameras can’t I got ammo for your entertainment, change the channel, champ ‘Cause if we have to turn it up we got ample amps
[Verse 4: Big Boi] Yeah, and the cattle ranch with the beef lovers We brothers don’t take no shit Like septic tanks and toilet seat covers Meat lovers but only chicken and sea food Stay feeding on bottom feeders ’cause they B-food, I’m hungry Matter of fact I think I’m starving, it’s the army But never lonely, army of two, me and my homie B.o.B-bing Weaving, it’s the killing season We leave them partly breathing So bring the extraction team and ghost
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[Verse 5: B.o.B] The heat of the summit, the height of the storm The belly of the beast, the stomach, the fires are warm The higher the prices, the higher the warning Couldn’t dodge them bullets if you hired a army Whenever a soldier dies, a fighter is born I used to think this type of lifestyle was the bomb Until that wire went on me I never grabbed a gun until they fired one on me It’s nothing like surviving a gauntlet
[Verse 6: Big Boi] Survival of the fittest and boy, you’ll fit to lead I make you bleed your own blood, visit emergency Room, they send you straight out to the morgue So you lay down in that bag where you eternally snore You see the fat lady done sung that song Like a change gone come, ’cause boy you headed to the funeral home And now the only way you’re coming back Is if you reset the game, consoled and that’s whack
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