most recent work .. flipped B-Dawg's/Mac Maynee's Time To Go To War from Northern Expozure edited B-DAWG'S last verse in the end .. sounds coo kinda rough , see 4 urself .. BEATS HARD THO
Lyrics
verse 1-
i been 2 hell N back on a mission 2 stack my riches as long as i'm breathin existen
be asleep wit da fishes if u snitch on da witness stand,
ima have 2 get ya man -
i got a vicious plan that'll get ya blasted if you testify you then we put u up in a casket
while your family mourn at the funeral home, we thumpin N knockin N smashin a classic -
that fuckin fantastic untouchable kid, we livin lavish N lovin this shit
wakin up every mornin wit a couple a hundreds 2 get
then get the cabbage N juggle it quick, -
gotta flip the cash like a acrobat gonna stack it fast N pack da stash,
smash da gas way past da tash pack a strap when they tryna jack your ass -
and havin u up on your back, cryin 4 help with nobody around and no homies in site
just da alcoholics posted up at da liquor store and them tweakers hittin that glass pipe -
it's that fast life, don't blink twice, it dont seem right but that's that G-life
lovin how we ride some mothafuckin k-9's
aint fuckin around wit no felines til the day that we die -
get high 2 get by let the mary jane invade the cells in my brain,
just tryna 2 mantain N blaze everyday cause lifes a bitch N i gotta take away da pain -
nigga 2 take me away from the agony and livin thru tragedys
that brought me a little bit closer 2 insanity tryna survive thru these violent times,
drunk N high like fuck this life -/
verse 2-
and we mob livin steadily squabbin wit anyone muggin N givin a fuck N
we comin 2 rush wit a mothafuckin shank put it up in ya gut N leave you touched N breathless-
don't set trip with a reckless gangsta i'll put a mothafuckin razor 2 ya neck N shank ya,
leavin u dropped in the dust for testin my nuts shake da spot in a rush in then head 2 da cuts -
with some bomb in my lungs N smokin until it's gone N i'm blown all in the zone,
takin it straight 2 da dome i post alone until i approach da roach -
then smoke a port 2 cope we stressin expectin a blessin and prayin 2 live
sometimes hopin 2 die cause everyday is a bitch, been livin in sin ever since 86 -
and it'll continue this way til my grave is dug when shit'll get hectic get a 8th of skunk
gotta blaze a blunt N taste da bud, 2 da fact that i never gave a fuck -
about breathin or even leavin this world,
just leavin my enemies caught up N stuck in a whirlwind lacin my boots N buckin back until the world end
doin my dirt N gettin my work in -
as long as the world spins ima be pervin, smokin on herbs N fulfillin my purpose
dirt gets done behind curtains never exposed let it show or float 2 da surface -
as long as leavin my tracks in da dirt of this fucked up world, we forced 2 survive in
im be ridin gettin high in livin that life of the norte sidin' -
verse 3-
i load up a tech N aim at his neck leavin a hollow space in between his head N chest
he'll regret ever crossin my path way, makin my enemies witness their last days
while i crack a case pack a 8th in a swisher reminiscin while i'm lit N pervin
swervin like im on a slippery surface cant test da tech leavin a bloody mess makin u rest in death -
man i'm comin out blastin gettin it crackin these fools won't last when i'm on that psycho shit
they could never out run those hollow tips they follow em until they droppin em,
N relocate em back 2 a hospital critical condition or beneath a grave in a casket
now they tryna retaliate thinkin they'll pull out da heaters and blast us leavin us ashes -
N now its time 2 get high kick back roll a sack relax takin some of the killa straight 2 da head
after leavin em dead foo open your eyes when the smoke clears we the only ones left,
still holdin our weapons countin our blessins not knowin the answers to anyones questions
stressin as one of the young & the reckless can't fade this untameable adolescent -
