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Blackwater
Ransom
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Let me talk to you real quick, homeboy
I been the realest nigga since day one, I'm A1
Since I was 12 hittin' licks with a fake gun
They made fun, I broke out the chains while watchin' you slaves run
It hurts bein' a slave, but it's worse you willin' to stay one (Facts)
We made crumbs, livin' a life of anguish that's type of dangerous
With knife and bangers, that's my type of language (Yeah)
If I shoot you, then I might be brainless (Ehh)
But if you shoot me, well, then there'll be hits on your
Family and then your wife is brainless (Blap, blap)
Wipe the stainless off, niggas ain't
The cloth that I came across (Never)
I stop you dead in your tracks and
Blow out your train of thoughts (Blap)
You ain't a boss, you still afraid of loss, pay the cost
The winner shouldn't lose, turn around and think it's the haters fault
I stashed a half a M in the safest vault for a later
Bodies in the freezer, I'll leave you before your face defrost
Too late to floss if you blow the budget, cold and rugged
Hard for you to catch you a break, you too busy holdin' grudges
They changed the game, we was dominating (Dominating)
Now they want us to accommodate 'em
As-salamu alaykum, now his mama prayin'
Gotta slay 'em, celebrate his life, yeah we holiday 'em
Not for playin', we put in that work, what's your occupation?
They changed the game, we was dominating (Dominating)
Now they want us to accommodate 'em
As-salamu alaykum, now his mama prayin'
Gotta slay 'em, celebrate his life, yeah we holiday 'em
Not for playin', we put in that work, what's your occupation?
Yo, ayo
Street pharmacist, I got narcotic combinations for the patient
In my palm is where they place the paper payment
Fakes tryna duplicate the cadence
But what I do is greatness
Brutal what I drew on the looseleaf pages
You dudes just doodle and don't do
Nothin' creative (You niggas washed!)
Every verse you heard from me, the beat I cremated (Facts)
The third lick that I hit, the grip was a three-eighty
Had four bullets in the clip and a weak safety
Got low for a week then I'm back on the streets gravy
Do what I gotta do to eat and pay me
Cold-hearted, I show you the heat in HD like Michael Mann
Plenty nights I got my pockets right off a trifle scam
Understand the money don't always go to the rightful hand
Sometimes it goes to who's holdin' the rifle at your vital glands
The title stands right on my mantelpiece with a couple heads
Bloody chains, crushed microphones and a ton of cred
They changed the game, we was dominating (Dominating)
Now they want us to accommodate 'em
As-salamu alaykum, now his mama prayin'
Gotta slay 'em, celebrate his life, yeah we holiday 'em
Not for playin', we put in that work, what's your occupation?
They changed the game, we was dominating (Dominating)
Now they want us to accommodate 'em
As-salamu alaykum, now his mama prayin'
Gotta slay 'em, celebrate his life, yeah we holiday 'em
Not for playin', we put in that work, what's your occupation?
"From the south to the west to the east to the north"
"We came to dominate"
"From the south to the west to the east to the north"
"Dominate"
"From the south to the west to the east to the north"
"Dominate, dominate"
"From the south to the west to the east to the north, come on"
"We came to dominate"
"From the south, south to the west, west to
The east, east to the north, to the north"
"From the south, south to the west, west to the
East, east to the north, to the north, come on"
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