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Ransom
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Don't make any noise when the music's playing
I don't like any noise when the music's playing
Shit about to be marvelous
I am the greatest
I don't deal with feelings (nah)
'Cause I'm known to be offensive with it (uh-huh)
Couple bodies but they never caught a glimpse who did it (blaow)
Shit I been through'll put you in a mental clinic
Get murdered for crumbs and it'll be your friends who did it (yeah)
Desert E pearl handle, the lens is with it
A hair trigger so you know I brought extensions with it (okay)
Too real for the game, I don't mention critics
I do this for the real women and the mens who lived it
I am too vivid, my pencil got M2 in it
That's C4, street wars if your men too timid (woo)
I never been the type to try and blow off a hustle (nah)
You the type to tuck your shirt and show off a buckle (haha)
Can't block bullets, slugs blow off a knuckle (blaow)
Can't find a pulse, no blood flow in his muscle
Ran stop wylin', no one's going to trust you
For lack of better words, you bitch nigga, fuck you
Niggas always talkin' this rap stuff, the shit a joke
Cease ain't the man, the Outlawz? Them niggas broke
Where's Triple Seis or Cuban Link? Them niggas dope (where?)
Where's ByNoIdd or Riott Squad? Let's give 'em hope
No disrespect, scratch that, I mean total disrespect
When I load and lift the TEC, was the only brick connect (okay)
From '01 to '02, cop it on the arm, you owe one? You owe two
Nowhere average (nowhere), can't compare
Ran with these purple haired faggots (nah)
Mom's stressed out 'cause she birthed a rare savage (yeah)
Out of his mind, the power is mine
I can't allow a coward to shine (nah)
Either I calm it down or I'm goin' to Hell (yeah)
Either we bomb your town or we blowin' the L (let's go)
Either your dawg's a clown or we loadin' the shell
Either you guard your ground or you goin' to tell
Broke in a cell or lie in a grave (which one?)
Go against the grain or you ridin' the wave (which one?)
Break up out the chains or you die as a slave, it's no shade
But I guarantee this, you ain't havin' it both ways
Man I'm tired of hearin' the same old shit (shit)
You bang them sticks, you slang them bricks
You ain't no plug, that ain't no flip (nah)
You ain't no Blood (nope), you ain't no Crip
That ain't no love, that ain't yo' bitch, that ain't yo' clique
You been playin' all year like the game don't skip (haha)
Niggas prayin' in the air like the rain don't drip
Try stayin' in the clear 'cause the aim don't miss
The same old script, the shit that got Fredo clipped (blaow)
8-0 With the potato, the Play-Doh grip
Go to Heaven and get your wings and your halo ripped (yeah)
O.J., Al Cowlings and Kato shit
Talkin' slick as the same shit that got J-Lo hit (blaow)
Yeah it's beef, I ain't makin' a meme either
I'm a nightmare, you ain't stuck in a dream either
You don't waste time? Motherfucker then me neither
Planet of the Apes, cocksucker, so meet Caesar
Y'all ain't gotta front (ain't gotta
Front), niggas respect heathens (yeah)
Torment the game 'til niggas regret breathin'
Shit is made up, real niggas can tell
You ain't never been at odds with niggas who get even
Nah, game is fucked up (fucked up)
Couple trag' rooks and none of the vets season
Gun in a vest season, prayin' to God I'm able to ride
You witnessin' the greatest alive, nigga
Y'all know that I'm not finished yet
Steamed shrimp and the steak salad with no vinaigrette
These wimps'll get eight lashes below chin and chest
Free glimpse of this great bastard you know spit the best (let's go)
What a price to pay
Would write twice a day to be nice like today
Your type like to say that I'm like Michael Bay
But even a broke clock'll be right twice a day
No bright light display (nah), it's dark in here
I make it hard to survive with no heart in here (there's no heart)
I'm lookin' all in your eyes, there's no spark in there (no spark)
Y'all niggas only arrive when no sharks is near
Far from queer, every damn bar is rare (yeah)
God like stigmata, watch scars appear (yeah)
Hard life, bitch father not hardly there (yeah)
Large pipe, shit spark when cop cars are near (blaow blaow)
Problem there? I ain't spendin' life in a box, no
Mellow in the clutch, still shoot when the clock's slow
Pedal to the dust, a ill coupe with the top low
Rebel that'll crush and kill a booth with a hot flow
'Cause y'all know (y'all know), I don't be bullshittin'
When it come to beef, I'm slidin' a full clip in (clip in)
Only head shots, the top of his hood missin'
'Til they put me in the ground or the cell that Suge sits in
Either I calm it down or I'm goin' to Hell (yeah)
Either we bomb your town or we blowin' the L (let's go)
Either your dawg's a clown or we loadin' the shell
Either you guard your ground or you goin' to tell
Broke in a cell or lie in a grave (which one?)
Go against the grain or you ridin' the wave (which one?)
Break up out the chains or you die as a slave, it's no shade
But I guarantee this, you ain't havin' it both ways
Either I calm it down or I'm goin' to Hell (yeah)
Either we bomb your town or we blowin' the L (let's go)
Either your dawg's a clown or we loadin' the shell
Either you guard your ground or you goin' to tell
Broke in a cell or lie in a grave (which one?)
Go against the grain or you ridin' the wave (which one?)
Break up out the chains or you die as a slave, it's no shade
But I guarantee this, you ain't havin' it both ways
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