Songtext
Juggin on some shii tryna get me something
Way I play around wit 50's like I ain't scared of nothing
If you test a nikka hommie you a dead man walkin
We ont let a nikka halla, bullets rein they rocking
I been embracing gangsters all my life
I done kept the loot organic I'm about that life
Stab a nikka on his kneck and still ont fold when It happens
Ain't no rappers to the show coz I brought em In Caskets
Momma said,
The Devil a Lie
Wit the life I live you either go to Jail or you die
But I feel like I'm the best when I'm high
I done raved
The realist reapers are the demons Inside
Preacher said,
The Devil a Lie
Wit the life I live you either go to Jail or you die
But I feel like I'm the best when I'm high
I done raved
The realist reapers are the demons Inside
The Truth Ain't Never Been Told,They Kept On Spreading Out Lies
Convince The Revolution,that Pretend To Be Wise
Um On Sum Gagsta Shiii,A Nigger Never Been Nice
I Leave You Dead And Buried,Covered by Them Flies
I use to go To Church,The Priest Told Me To Change
He Said We All The Same,But he Acted so strange
I trust In Seven Thirty(730),I Won't Die when I bleed
And If Living Is A War,I Shall Never Retrive
Salang Masiu, Zongezile Chemist
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