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Me Against The World

06 April 2015

Dumpin’

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Who you are?
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this.

 

Murderous mind state, can’t keep my nine straight
Sippin’ on this Hennessy, waitin’ for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers bow down recognize
Westside, Deathrow, Outlaw Ridahz
Untouchable mob of pistol packers
Well known felons, labelled for drug sellin’ merciless jackers
Forever buzzed, roll with thugs and dawgs
Commence to lettin’ off rounds, then escape in a fog
Who wanna see me solo?
Catch Makaveli while he’s sleepin’
My mini fourteen murderin’ niggas while they creepin’, uh
Duck or you ass out, drink till you pass out
Ain’t scared to die, drunk drivin’ in my glasshouse
Niggas is under me, they bitches come to me
They heard the stories nigga now they wanna really see
Bomb first my motto, it’s fully guaranteed
Niggas is playa haters, label them my enemies, I’m dumpin’

 
When it’s on, I’m poppin’ off every chance I get
Out the window on some uptown anthem shit
I’m stressin’ but ain’t no pressure here, I been there before
Fugitive, task force, at my girlfriend door
Now they checkin’ our my bedroom, I ain’t there
40 Cals, extended clips, still, I ain’t scared
Outlaw, and best believe they won’t take me alive
I’m different and I’mma prove it if it take me to die
Knew that God had a plan for me
But he won’t be layin’ up in my casket to doing life in the can for me
Maybe I’m breezy or paranoid than a bitch
Me dyin’, you think I’d let them see the joy from that shit?
Walking dead, angel spend they last days by me
New Jersey giant like Dave Tyree
Young George and Jonathan Jatt, your guns clap
Mine’ll go brraaatt, soldier like Geronimo Pratt
And come through cockin’ the black pound
When they put twin towers up, Pac, I’m knocking them back down
Poster child cheque, Air Force Ones with the crooked dial checks
I’m supposed to wild sex
Money and murder, is all I breathe in my life
It’s full of judges and chasin’ enemies in the night
Through the Henny I see the eyes of the devil
G ridin’ with extra boxes of bullets to the nine and the shell

 

N Papoose



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