Go Head An Place Your Wagers Cuz Im Raisin The Bets, Save Your Regrets, Expect To Lose When Your Facing The Best,Low Blows And Cheapshots Aimed Straight For Ya Neck, Not Even God Would Listen But Atleast Satans Impressed, Rather Be In The Street No Need For A Safe Haven To Rest, Catch Me Off The Same Block On Winthop Still Chasin A Check,Im Lying Stay True To The Game I Just Came to Collect, Make Sure All My Change Is Correct.,Feelin Like Im King Kong When Im Banging My Chest..-Sour Deez
Nigga you always showing off - pullin out yo gat remember the last time it went off shot that kid in the cap and he wasnt even in the cypha you the typa..... guy that always require an alibi always ready to ride even though you just came back inside damn, do you ever let you glock rest it look like airsoft with that orange tip thats an indication your steels bout to melt could you chill for a minute do you have to kill another emcee just because he pretended... to be all of that - do you have to smack every whack cat with a rap wit the back of your gat - does every sub par spitta deserve all of that Chill Lil Deez - you keep cops on the block damn cousin, tonight can we just bang theze thots and play x box
Check My Background Bitch Im Hard In The Head,My Pride Wont Let Me BackDown Even Against, All Of Your Set,Step In My Range And Get Caught With A Left Like Cause And Effect,I Swear To God From The Start I Was Stressed,Kitchen Floor Full Of Cracks Cabinet Drawers Full Of Meth, No Food In The Fridge Damn Near Starving To Death Cuz The Top Ramens Got Harder and Harder To Digest,I Must Confess,Just Stop The Prayers,The Devils Got It Out For Me,Somebody Mustve Called Ahead And Told Him To Clean The House For Me,Im On Fire So They Poured A Gallon Of Doubt On Me,Its Open Season,You Released The Demon Inside No Matter Where I See Him,Ima Leave Him To Die,Took My Brother For No Reason So I don't Believe In A God,Even The Angels Are Deceiving Still Singing These Lies,I-Sour Deez
Solo dì spine vèstimi, non ce ne ho di seta Oggi che soltanto l’acqua che non ho disseta Abbiamo fatto dello struggle un’odissea Trovavo nei suoi occhi il sole che non ho di sera / Antieroi, Oma non è Marvel o DC Bianchi templi come in Odyssey Attorno al collo avevo nodi stretti Da quando qui eran paesi e non distretti Quando per me non c’eran parole se non di spettri / non capisci cos’ho fatto per te Nè cos’ho fatto per questo, ha fatto male Però non l’ho fatto per questo deciso io d’esser fatto per questo A volte ha un peso vederci lucido ora sai che son fatto per questo / Fotti coi natural born fighters I big nel tici temono di uscire a testa bassa da un buon cypher chi in un cerchio ha saputo aprircisi, Può esser privo di principi Ma in battaglia potrai anche trovarci un principe
