Sin City Music

Fuck
Uh
Uh
I just did a whole album
And now I'm working on the next one
Every time I make one it's the best one
Decapitate the neck, Soul Caliber
I even know a slew of hoes that wanna damage ya
The rap Jeru the Damaja
Mixed with Ab-Soul, body bag flow
Catering all them needs, defeating all of them assholes
Mary Jane strain will have you in pain on the red line
Blowed off the train wreck not crashing
You can't be sleeping if you reaching
You can't be еating if you leeching
You can't be tweekin' if you reekin'
That's what I told them lil' niggas
I'm like Nas and Bеlly man I'm an ill nigga
I stay going to work, so defiant roll dope in the church
Don't judge me God said come as you are
I was rolling this in the car
Before I pulled up an eighth in my socks
I spit that shit that relates to the block
I'm not a dumb nigga, politicking with the bums nigga
They be realer than most in the human flesh
But you fearing the ghost
Look up in the sky they're shooting
Defend the country like Vladimir Putin
Stay moving or stay losing
Smelling like a pound up in Truman
During the night life I had to light up and lumen
Not them days them niggas went
We had the crowd through the roof
And niggas was mad at me for not fucking with them
And I did the same
The beam on you [?] when I aim
In your hood they consider you a stain
Nigga make some brains splatter more than mother fucking rain (Ew)
This the theme music for sin city
You could tell from the posture I been gritty
I never could be a daddy, I do the fucking meanest stuff
[?] you mama's welcome mat she made you clean it up
Fuck out of here