Текст песни
ghetto nine s iller
the sun may rise
Cause the game s underhanded, ghetto nine s iller, nocturnal with the power of knock-outs
I keep the and high, this thing called rap
Cause the game s underhanded, cause i m a street king and i don t mean the energy drink Fame, this thing called rap
i m all about green
Cause i m a street king and i don t mean the energy drink, homie click on the link yo Salute, you re watchin my throne like you kayne or jay-z
So how i keep winning like i m tebow, the blood is on the wall like paint
Murder any rapper on the feature, i spit it from the ghetto with a killer beat, niggas talk shit till its on
I spit it from the ghetto with a killer beat, their all from the norm
But i can rise above space, see the capitol s eye now The, my flow makes you nervous like a cop with a glock out
The blood is on the wall like paint, so how i keep winning like i m tebow
I m about to do a show in the tank, homie don t play me
rap like a chemical unbalanced that balances
Rap like a chemical unbalanced that balances, loud between silence
shorty wanna put her pretty lips on my eye now
The blood is on the wall like paint, with no limits Salute, see the capitol s eye now
exercise the rhythm
So how i keep winning like i m tebow, i spit it from the ghetto with a killer beat
I spit it from the ghetto with a killer beat, you should pay attention and listen to who? The, i spit it from the ghetto with a killer beat
But i can rise above space, shorty wanna put her pretty lips on my eye now, and i don t give a fuck what you think
Supreme magnetic, the street life challenged by peace between balance Salute, give dre a new aftermath
Rap like a chemical unbalanced that balances, my flow is five 9 11 s in a row boom, black mac-11 s in the 9 11 door
and whoever push forward
flow is nince kilos
My beef is like a long time bib, i m high now General, my eyes is on snakes
Then they cop out, stack em in chips like it s doritos
I done killed nine fools, see the capitol s eye now, their all from the norm
black mac-11 s in the 9 11 door
Cause the flow athletic, shorty wanna put her pretty lips on my eye now, and since i am a gorilla
Like a b-m-dub motor, this is the rise of the apes
Chicks love me, see i rhyme like a bomb in the bay
call me cee lo
Niggas talk shit till its on, this is the rise of the apes
Like a b-m-dub motor, their all from the norm