[Verse]
Look in my eyes, you won't see no punk
Had to wear a gas mask for the machine gun funk (Dr-r-r!)
Uzis and pumps, up in broad day, just thump
Genocide, homicide, he must've thought I was punk
Now I gotta pain ya, so welcome to my torture chamber
Release anger, I'm from the thirty-seventh chamber
Hellraiser, fuck a razor, blaze ya
Expose intestines with the lightsaber, night raider
Life-drain ya, your death is my favor, make you a stranger
This pussy nigga had a taser
I ain't the nigga to fuck with, you'll get knocked off
I'll shoot your abs and sow your soul for thinkin' you top dog
Three and one-half inches, so I can legally tuck thе knife
I ain't never ran from no nigga in my fuckin' lifе
Better watch your fuckin' mouth while you talkin' hype
'Fore I let this Desert Eagle pop like a fuckin' Sprite
Last motherfucker to try me, I choked out him and his dad
Like, "Nngh!" Them motherfuckers made me mad
Put the gat to his mouth, threw him in the back of the Jag
Told him, move? I'll blow his fuckin' head on the dash
I had to get real bloody and ugly and disrespectful
Thinkin' that the God is a gimmick, until I wet you
So some of these niggas is startin' to feel special?
Well, feel special with this .38 Special
This God'll bless you like Moses, rivers is frozen
You hemorrhage out your brain
You a small dog, and I'm a Great Dane
I cause pain and tell police I did it for street fame
Peep game, like Socrates, peep this philosophy
Shoot up your Cosby sweater and leave blood on your Wallabees
For A Few Dollars More was written by Tha God Fahim.
For A Few Dollars More was produced by Camoflauge Monk.
Tha God Fahim released For A Few Dollars More on Wed Aug 31 2016.