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(专辑: STATIK KXNG - 2014)
The
killer standing in your front yard Gun bars motherfucker, we got gun bars Bullets spreading from your lumbar to where your lungs are Talking shit like Donald, pull your trump card Chill with the
angry rap, fuck that Like pulling out when doggystyling, it's the
comeback Corporate sponsors don't like it homie, what's that Still got niggas sitting in the
drug trap Beautiful ignorance, I
spew beautiful ignorance I'll fucking shoot you what you think I
do to some instruments? Real bitches love my shit, do the
arithmetics They don't fuck with your soft shit, that's musical impotence Hell nah, I
don't fuck with y'all Glocks and them revolvers man, I
done tucked them all I
know the
cops probably kill me with shots 'cause I
can't duck 'em all I
just pray to God my dying words is "fuck them all" (Word, man) Fuck the
motherfucking police, man Killing niggas with their hands up (On my mama) Fuck them motherfucker, man (Hate them motherfuckers) You know what, we got start killing them out here (Like doo, doo, doo) I'm just a
shady ass nigga from the
west coast Getting cash money ever since Death Row Ain't no limit to the
way I
let my tec blow Rock a
fella to sleep with a
smith & wess yo I'm a
ruthless bad boy nigga, let's go I'm a
ruthless bad boy nigga, let's go I'm a
ruthless bad boy nigga, let's go I'm a
ruthless bad boy nigga, let's go Yeah, Fake niggas got the
game falling I
give a
fuck if you lames balling You don't like me, get to name calling I
speak my mind like I'm James Baldwin Yeah, I'm raising hell while you're facing L's Losing yourself chasing sales, that's a
major fail I'm ringing bells, blazing trails, nigga my paper swells All day I
think of bars, blame my brain cells I'm getting drunk if you can't tell Ain't no gravity in this ho so I
can't fail Fall, all you pussy boys go to hell If I
tell you what I
know, I'll probably go to jail But I
think too futuristic to ever become a
new statistic Like you predicted, right, I'm super gifted, right, and what I
write is too descriptive We can get pugilistic, or I
can shoot the
biscuit 'Cause I
shoot terrific, you will lose if you get the
ruger twisted Right, they're wondering where that real rap was Nah Statik, these niggas don't want to rap, cause And I
got some bloggers I
don't like at all Fuck your site, nigga, put me on the
cover of Final Call You fucking mother fucking punk ass websites (Like some Malcolm X
shit) You damn sites tried to kill hip-hop (The shit here crazy, man) It's fucking hipsters out here Posting all that soft shit We don't fuck with that soft shit (We don't like that shit, nigga, fuck it) I'm just a
shady ass nigga from the
west coast Getting cash money ever since Death Row Ain't no limit to the
way I
let my tec blow Rock a
fella to sleep with a
smith & wess yo I'm a
ruthless bad boy nigga, let's go I'm a
ruthless bad boy nigga, let's go I'm a
ruthless bad boy nigga, let's go I'm a
ruthless bad boy nigga, let's go I'm just a
grimy Puerto Rican from the
east coast Squeeze toast, lifting off your chain, call me Debo In front of One Freedom Tower with the
beams glowing All my goons hungry wolves with the
teeth showing I'll run in the
building where Darren Wilson live Wearing a
Mike Brown mask and kill his pregnant bitch I
got a
military submachine navy gat That will put you where Brenda put the
baby at I'll cut your tongue out, it's nothing you can say to that Just a
mercenary machine that was made to rap And for the
profit, I'll hit you with a
dome rocket You should've went and bought a
gun instead of foam posits A
nine, 38, desert, and a
mac milli Four different kinds of spitters like Black Hippy You act silly, I'll treat you like a
clown, man Put a
red dot on your nose and have you found dead I'm ruthless 'til I
die, call me Eazy-E But I
bring the
east coast sound like I'm in D&D Rest in peace Sean P, you was the
rapping king Cop your thing one time in the
air for Statik KXNG
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