[Intro: Duccie]
He did that and made it back
He living what y'all rap about
He living testimony of a gangster
Testimony of a Loc
Nah, that's real spill, though, yeah
[Verse 1: X-Raided]
I'm a savage beast, animal on the mic, I'll maul y'all
X-Raided tripping again, nigga it's y'all fault, all y'all
Fuck what y'all rapping 'bout, choke until they tapping out but ain't no referee here to call it off
I heard there's gang members out there tryna kill me
I heard it's "eye for an eye" but bitch I could still see
Put a hole in your head like a lowercase g
Be in the fetal position, cannonball, holding your knees, yeah
That's a vivid image, visualizе it is dark and hell is hot, you niggas have been invited
Words comе right out of my soul, I don't even sit and write it
I just hear the beat and get excited
You can get obliterated if you'd like
Or get it in my sight and get sniped
Time for you to die, have a long kiss goodnight, muah
You either get right or get left, or get left then get right
And I ain't talking 'bout took when I say your bitch'll get swiped
[Chorus: X-Raided]
It's a sticky situation
Bitches plotting, niggas hating
I been running out of patience dealing with the temptations
Lord, give me restraint
I'd be crying if I wasn't busy laughing all the way to the bank
It's a sticky situation
Bitches plotting, niggas hating
I been running out of patience dealing with the temptations
Lord, give me restraint
They was sleeping on a nigga, now they realize that was a mistake
[Verse 2: X-Raided]
Get money, fuck haters, fuck doubters, fuck traitors
Soon as God give you favor, watch 'em all get the vapors
He keep telling you he real, I guarantee you he a faker
She smiling at every nigga in the room, you need to shake her
One minute they doubted us, next minute they proud of us
We kept it to ourselves until the music brought it out of us
I tell my brothers to forgive their family members
All the skeptics gon' see their success and then they gon' remember
How they whispered about us and tried to say we wouldn't get it done
Now we pulling off on that ass like a hit and run
Yeah, I came home without a dollar and dream
A scholar and a King, my reception wasn't pleasant
They tried to say I need get a job as if my thoughts was just a scheme
Nobody gave me a crown 'cause they saw me as a peasant
Forgive 'em because they know not what they do
If I stayed home I'd go broke and prove 'em true
If I hit the road I'm neglecting my obligations
If those are my choices then I'm choosing my occupation, period
[Chorus: X-Raided]
It's a sticky situation
Bitches plotting, niggas hating
I been running out of patience dealing with the temptations
Lord, give me restraint
I'd be crying if I wasn't busy laughing all the way to the bank
It's a sticky situation
Bitches plotting, niggas hating
I been running out of patience dealing with the temptations
Lord, give me restraint
They was sleeping on a nigga, now they realize that was a mistake
[Outro: Duccie]
Man, I'm talking 'bout.. years of this
Thirty plus years, though
He gave a lot of us this game
Real spill
That's one of them ones, mane
Still going, still gassing
How many people you could say doing that right now?
There's Baby Jesus, mane
And that's Jesus, man
He died for this shit and came back, man
And that's the realest shit you gon' get, man
And I'm just so happy that you're here right now
Taking 'bout from being a mentor from behind bars, though
I'm talking 'bout still blessing our game from behind the walls, though
X, they don't hear me, man
They don't hear me
Bloc Star, trick!
