Gotta get this life back on track Out with the old in with the new like that Had to bring it back Thats why Im making this track Putting it into the rap Trying to live this life a fact But a homie on the block gotta clap Aint trying to see death Im blessed Walk around hoods without a bulletproof vest Never looked down the barrel of a tech I dont mess I know whats best Life aint a test One wrong move you get laid to rest Hope Im blessed hope I dont miss This aint a diss Shoot a man down Watch your chest get ripped Getting the cash That homie just slipped He tried to run He got dropped by a fist Got the guns and the tech Homie dont mess Your life will be blessed You seem like a pest But this aint a test Were from the west You body gets rest Got bands on the desk Thats the stacks on his head We clapped his legs Were stacking the bread My familys fed Not in the blue or the red Dont wanna see the Feds People sitting down on the pledge Its like theyre dead And its a shame Cause the people face death To protect your life Thats something that was read Thugs spraying with lead Heat getting to your head Laying you to rest In an eternal bed Homie duck or get wet This aint a game dont fret Just put up your bet An I know we just met But this is reality boy this aint a test You can hear it from the press You shot like the bass Blowing holes through your face Leave you gone without a trace Im just tryna find my place You like a turtle in a race Got cold feet I caught a cold case Watching shells drop its great Doing nothing what a waste You faker then nicki loving drake Pull my mind back quick erase Before I get another taste Speed it up to the pace Catch me in the shade Livin life in the dark Im ashamed Spitting bars after bars Im in the game Getting gold on me gotta find a plane Lyrics hit you harder then a train Dont live your life in vain Dont let them get to your brain Homie do your thang
Posted on: Sat, 26 Jul 2014 21:46:53 +0000
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