调：B minor
Intro 1
Am
Verse 1
I lose control and then it's over
I blast a maggot, then I do a do -over
I ain't the one to screw over
Why is you fucking with them coppers?
My pockets looking damn swell
So you know I keep the hand held
Ain't no confession when talking
On your world conception
Get the conception, you be the nigga
They was questioning, I'm traumatized
And I know how quick it can be
Over with, this shit is sick
So don't tell me nothing
bout how to move
I'm getting rich and a nigga
You barely even got a move, smooth
But I ain't the type to
even stay in one spot
Big revolver, nigga,
all I need is one shot
The opportunity and then a gunshot
Am
E
Am
It died in that one spot
Fry when the gun cock, I'm dumb hot
Clay jump shot, punk pop
Worth the rug ride, still take buck shot
What not?
Duck down, who gives a fuck now?
Not me, I'm not me
You actin' dumb, found
I'm pop three, pop please and slain
Stop, freeze the frame,
chop and keep it the same
Let's not bleed the brain, we love the sun
But need the rain, want the fun
But need the pain to keep
sane in this frame
Yo, adjust my rear view
and side mirrors
To see the signs clearer
And stay in line with the time bearer
Let the divine enter
It's true balance when
your mind's centered
Move callous but not a tire severed
The gods use a critical thinking
Play the show,
I'm finna get in the beacon
and shine the light
No blind in sight
You up, rise with the rebels
and co -incide with the devil,
let's fight a flight
Time is right
Yeah, come on, God, let's bend
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