调：D minor•
Verse 1
Blood, sweat and tears,
niggas is dead and shit
What the fuck else can happen, yo?
We done seen it all,
and been through it all, yo
Verse 2
fight rhyme
concerned with them
Nigga, I pop more guns than
you holdin' them
Dm
A
Dm
A
Make my route while the
sun's out and scold your men
Unload ten in broad daylight,
get right
Fuck your life! Hop on
my '98 dirt bike
You try to stop mines from growin'
Now here come the MAC-
10
You's a dick blower,
tryin' to speak the Dunn language
though? It ain't bangin'
You ain't no wildin' out for
the Knife- Fist thrower
Rusty shank holder,
we live this shit
Verse 3
shit to make 'em feel shit
Lump 'em in the club shit
when you bump this
Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD,
'cause it's never enough
Verse 4
Have you wildin' out
Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD,
Verse 5
'cause it's never enough
My chain hang down to my dick,
my piece bang glass tables
Diamonds and guns before
the fame, duke
A nigga like me hold TEC's, are
Goin' through the emotions of gun
holdin'
Long shotgun's down
my pants leg, limpin'
Killa B, you still livin',
even my pops too
I used to bust shots crazy, I couldn't
even look
Because the loud sound used
to scare me
I love my pops for
I'll take the life of anybody tryin'
to change what's left
And through all of that a nigga
ain't scared of death
just scared to death
I spent too many nights sniffin'
to make things right
in the rag business
Do things for the kids, the little Dunns
Build a jungle gym behind the crib,
CBR's and VCR's, ATV's and
big screen TV's
Nigga, please don't make
me have to risk my freedom
you get your shit beat in (for real)
Verse 6
shit to make 'em feel shit
Lump 'em in the club shit
when you bump this
Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD, 'cause it's never enough
Verse 7
That nigga P- Double got
up pots of brew
In hell's kitchen, I chef
the impossible
To serve hot plates all
across the Unified States
We the streets that's watchin',
boy, move diligent
on a tightrope do
first division, fourth mission
First assignment,
My new edition's way bitchin'
Those that listen get
addicted to my diction
Fuck rhymes,
I write prescriptions for your disease
One- thousand one- hundred
I peel off, chest naked on Katanas
Spaghetti head, Mobb niggas is full bred
Fully- blown melanin tone
I rock skeleton bone shirts and verses
So I can put more product out on the street
Get respect and love
all across the board
for keepin' it raw
Nothin' less or more,
I score every time for sure
While the rest of y'all niggas just nil
Verse 8
shit to make 'em feel shit
Lump 'em in the club shit
when you bump this
Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD,
'cause it's never enough
Verse 9
shit to make 'em feel shit
Lump 'em in the club shit
Have you wildin' out
Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
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