second song ever made by me..*sample* 1 verse no chorus.. dont expect much (still mic shy) kthnx
Lyrics
its the same mutha fucka comin with the fuckin sickness..
dont fuck wid this you get dealt wid a quickness..
you betta get wid this..or youll get finished..
ill take away yo life and god is my witness..
so who you think you are tryna fuck wid this..
must be smokin coke..point bank and he misses
unload my n9ne ..cause we dont fuck around..
its your local mad man.. comin from the une town..
plottin in some fedi man.. thats how we put it down..
down to smoke a pound wid the homies from the urban sound..
empty out my clip as i spit and try to stay alive..
two to your chess got you blessed and now you mezmerized..
now you twisted wid some sick shit...and now you realize..
imma thug for life.. until the day i fuckin die..
another homie gone.. so what am i to do..
retaliation is a must..and i refuse to lose..