si j'suis rebelle je le suis pour une cause on essaye de me manipuler comme june chose mais, je sonne la rebellion comme Radja on restera solides grace
freshman is about to get iffy While this youngin' that you doubted is about to get busy I'mma kill it, I promise this, I know you mad I've always treated
thrill me Said the niggaz I killed is out to kill me Soon as she smoked on that note, I saw trenchcoat One had a mac spittin', all I saw was gun smoke The other
a Louis scarf Chest cold diamonds make a nigga wanna cough In Dubai 20 million on a villa loft And then I step up in the club then these other niggas mad
a bullet through my heart, why not? That's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga And if you say you're going to kill me
Woke up the other mornin', I heard a rumor They said the gang wars was over I told 'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain
shit don't work Throw ya in a joint you'll be comin' out feet first So I blast the mic with my style Sometimes I'm ill the other times buck wild But the
happens More fuckin' funerals, dead homies Niggas out here killin' each other I don't know why And when it happens to you just can't turn the other fuckin
aint feelin that i guess they wanna see us kill each other when im dead, who the fuck gon' help my mother? i struggled and hustled too hard for this i had to rob, steal, kill
bring me down, but I won't stop. They want me in the ground, but I won't stop. 'Til I'm dead, man, I won't stop. No. Yeah, i think they mad 'cause
hate me You love me too And you even know it My brother in the back Yellin please dont do it! (dont do it!) Chris Brown killed it So Im about to blow it Im a serial killer
we got a problem But for that they have gotta pay If that don't kill you then the side effects will If we don't kill each other then the side effects
get down some And what's this shit about us Meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us To meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend Need each other
Cor, got him a deal but his rhymes was whack Def Jam now that he signed a contract Now he got jealous and mad at my shine Making silly tapes, I'm always
bicker like the other fools talk good game Neva imagine all the disasters that one could reign Could bring, should blame the game, and I could It's kill or be killed
Kept my name low key I ain't heard from in weeks I came up wit a strategy to come up mathematically I did it for da city but now everybody mad at me
L-I, F-L-Y Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get mad if you call
