Mossberg Solution
(专辑: The Priest Of Bloodshed - 2012)
Let it be known we too much for these underclassmen Fuck the
lights, fuck the
cameras, I
want the
action I
want in on anything that can get me money For the
root of evil watch how I
get ugly Completely famished, hungry is an understatement That's real talk, my words they under investigation I'm never hesitating, too much time is wasting I
ain't half-baked, my brain is never vegetating Everybody wanna rap, gotta regulate em Thou shall not spit in my presence, that is my legislation Constant elevation, constant steady pacing Deadly melodies, deadly combinations MCs nowadays heavy population Too many hard-looks, we gotta rock their face in I
ain't no Indian, homie I'm a
chief rocka Goodfella capo, put you in a
meat locker We ain't going nowhere, locked and loaded in here We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near We ain't going nowhere, locked and loaded in here We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near December's unholy so cherish the
sun slowly The
pharaoh inside of a
narrow grave, you can't control me If I
die nobody hold me, my body would rather be lonely My soul is in purgatory waiting for Satan to scold me If I
had to go back into the
old me I'd be depressed and distraught from all of the
OE I'd rather take a
fucking shot of that Cognac Y'all niggas is bottom-feeders, the
rest of y'all below that Pharaoh clique man we deep like the
Wu was Or really like the
Wu is but we be the
new buzz A
few drugs got you niggas all gassed up MP3s are like M-16s after they pass us Ask for us, Outerspace we salute y'all Only fuck with fam cause y'all be acting all RuPaul My niggas rugged, we carry Louisville Sluggers And we claiming outerspace, ain't a
fucking soul above us nigga We ain't going nowhere, locked and loaded in here We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near We ain't going nowhere, locked and loaded in here We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near I'm a
do what I
gotta do to get the
gwap And if it's daylight and kids is out I
wet they block Young boys, no respect, they will get their pop I'm a
G, I'm polite, let me get that aunt (you're a
great grand God) My head wrapped like the
Iron Sheik And the
Desert E
have your wig peeled like tires screeching The
bullet holes have you dying leaking My beat's savage, it speaks Spanish like I
was Rican Y'all last like y'all was culo Son chill all of y'all grill like el a
du yo Guns big like they was sumo Let em bang, I
let em hang like they Arturo (Blood and guts warrior baby) I
don't call it haze, I
call it smog The
drug is white girl and I
ain't talking Lady Gag Motherfucker I'm nice at mine, y'all nice at yours? The
difference is like Nike 4s and Michael Kors