MONDAY GUNDAY 2
I regret nothing
I regret nothing
I regret nothing
Why you like me hurt (yuh)
Why you'd like to see me down
They made jesus hurt (yuh)
They gave that nigga a crown
Covered him in dirt (yuh)
Hid him back beneath the ground
Got up for one more round (yuh)
Get up my nigga
Can't let you get wet up my nigga
Don't forget to breathe
Forget to breathe
And you might end up on yo knees
But you got nobody to please
Focus on gain
Don't walk around looking to pain
Don't walk around like you the devil
'cause niggas like me ain't the one you should meddle with
I got too much going for me to settle bitch
I'll hit that pedal quick
Hit you with metal ditch
All of it burn it like it was a kettle or thc peddle
I have depression
That is my honest confession
If i'm gonna die anyway
Then i'd rather fight you any day then let you call me gay
Get away without running your fade
Hit yo gut like a blade
Outta muscle it made
Wanna tussle i bathe
In my own blood and my sweat and my tears
I won't let peers in my circle get near
I play nirvana and dress really weird
Makes up for how i got nobody dear
Why you ignoring yourself nigga
It don't matter if yo daddy missing
Momma tripping
Partner dissing you
Don't be a chicken dude
Ball up yo fist move into position
Hit him in rhythm
Don't care if he sitting
If he put a finger on me the i get him
I will not let him
My knuckle i fed him
As soon as it met him
I chuckle he yelling
Keep talking shit then i bust in yo jaw
Out came the principal out came the law
Ask everybody just what they had saw
Darkie was fighting and cussing and raw
Punish us equally even though he wouldn't speak to me
'less he was trying to weaken me
I gotta keep it g
Shouldn't you punish a nigga for fighting but also his reasoning
Excellent seasoning!
Making our youth into pussies that can't tell a good
From an evil thing
That's what you saying then?
Telling a nigga to kill himself
That is walking in and spraying them?
I run around no hope in sight (yuh)
The ones that kill won't let us fight (yuh)
The blood i spill took no ones life (ayy)
You demons seem to want my rights (yuh)
Should i bring the pipes? (uh)
Take it in my own hands
No that isn't right (yuh)
You ain't doing shite! (yuh)
You ain't doing shit
Calling me white 'cause i ain't black enough
To brighten up yo sight (yuh)
Hateful people bite (uh)
Narrower perspective than a mite
Or a detective with his glass upon the type
Trying to read without a light
They create the crazy with the rifle ducking
Plucking all the fruit before they ripe
Pow!
Monday gunday
Monday run my fade
Keep the people in a haze
You're the kind subservient nigga we tryna raise
Color in the lines if you don't we got our ways
(not very many people bothered me after that)
*laughter*
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
*laughter*
Yuh, yuh
Monday gunday
Monday run my fade
I ain't pulling out no blade
I'ma beat the shit out that nigga who called me faggot
I could shoot the nigga but that would make me a maggot
Take it to the blacktop
Fuck that ratchet bitch that call me a school shooter
I'll nut on your face lil bitch my tool shoot her
All you students hate me the teacher pussy i loot her
I'm in honors ap my nigga you get tutored
Nigga what you got for lunch
Munching fruit, add a punch
When it hit i hear a crunch
His shit broken got a hunch
Call me red dot one more time
Indian you do the math
I be fed up how you whine
In the end you see my wrath
Bitch i dare you to suspend me
I'll put you in the air
Bitch it's too late to befriend me
I'm too upset to care
Bitch i'm far too gone can't hurt me
You see my mental tear
When you begging me for mercy
I smile as i stare
Bitch you make me wanna shoot you
I ain't evil bitch i can't
I just want to put my message deep inside your brain
When we run i'm pissed they won't talk down i learned my lesson
They play pumped up kicks in pe warm up while we stretching
Monday gunday
Monday run my fade
I ain't pulling out no k
Stop making fun of my skin tone and the way i'm speaking
I will leave you done with ya bone exposed and it leaking
Bullies!
Non of you niggas haven't done me fully completely
Pussy nigga you can try to defeat me
Underestimate me if i receding
Then i pause a nigga until he bleeding
Keep it repeating
Even defeated
Thought you was big but nigga i'm leaving
Still gotta set up what i believe in even
If it meaning that niggas is bleeding
Plant your feet and stand up straight
I'll create another nigga
What i make is fate
Infiltrate
I don't have no fucking mace
Oh you took my lunch money
Oh you made that nigga lame
I won't be stepped on by you
Put me in the ground ho or at least try to
Fuck with school that nigga gonna find you
You ain't going nowhere
No fair
Die too
No hair caillou
I had enough
Must be ripped off
This world is rot
This is my time
Fuck all this evil
I'm over you with the rifle no deagle
Mom what you've maid
When you're away
You might have fired
Stand in his way
I regret nothing
I regret nothing
Why you like me hurt (yuh)
Why you'd like to see me down
They made jesus hurt (yuh)
They gave that nigga a crown
Covered him in dirt (yuh)
Hid him back beneath the ground
Got up for one more round (yuh)
Get up my nigga
Can't let you get wet up my nigga
Don't forget to breathe
Forget to breathe
And you might end up on yo knees
But you got nobody to please
Focus on gain
Don't walk around looking to pain
Don't walk around like you the devil
'cause niggas like me ain't the one you should meddle with
I got too much going for me to settle bitch
I'll hit that pedal quick
Hit you with metal ditch
All of it burn it like it was a kettle or thc peddle
I have depression
That is my honest confession
If i'm gonna die anyway
Then i'd rather fight you any day then let you call me gay
Get away without running your fade
Hit yo gut like a blade
Outta muscle it made
Wanna tussle i bathe
In my own blood and my sweat and my tears
I won't let peers in my circle get near
I play nirvana and dress really weird
Makes up for how i got nobody dear
Why you ignoring yourself nigga
It don't matter if yo daddy missing
Momma tripping
Partner dissing you
Don't be a chicken dude
Ball up yo fist move into position
Hit him in rhythm
Don't care if he sitting
If he put a finger on me the i get him
I will not let him
My knuckle i fed him
As soon as it met him
I chuckle he yelling
Keep talking shit then i bust in yo jaw
Out came the principal out came the law
Ask everybody just what they had saw
Darkie was fighting and cussing and raw
Punish us equally even though he wouldn't speak to me
'less he was trying to weaken me
I gotta keep it g
Shouldn't you punish a nigga for fighting but also his reasoning
Excellent seasoning!
Making our youth into pussies that can't tell a good
From an evil thing
That's what you saying then?
Telling a nigga to kill himself
That is walking in and spraying them?
I run around no hope in sight (yuh)
The ones that kill won't let us fight (yuh)
The blood i spill took no ones life (ayy)
You demons seem to want my rights (yuh)
Should i bring the pipes? (uh)
Take it in my own hands
No that isn't right (yuh)
You ain't doing shite! (yuh)
You ain't doing shit
Calling me white 'cause i ain't black enough
To brighten up yo sight (yuh)
Hateful people bite (uh)
Narrower perspective than a mite
Or a detective with his glass upon the type
Trying to read without a light
They create the crazy with the rifle ducking
Plucking all the fruit before they ripe
Pow!
Monday gunday
Monday run my fade
Keep the people in a haze
You're the kind subservient nigga we tryna raise
Color in the lines if you don't we got our ways
(not very many people bothered me after that)
*laughter*
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
*laughter*
Yuh, yuh
Monday gunday
Monday run my fade
I ain't pulling out no blade
I'ma beat the shit out that nigga who called me faggot
I could shoot the nigga but that would make me a maggot
Take it to the blacktop
Fuck that ratchet bitch that call me a school shooter
I'll nut on your face lil bitch my tool shoot her
All you students hate me the teacher pussy i loot her
I'm in honors ap my nigga you get tutored
Nigga what you got for lunch
Munching fruit, add a punch
When it hit i hear a crunch
His shit broken got a hunch
Call me red dot one more time
Indian you do the math
I be fed up how you whine
In the end you see my wrath
Bitch i dare you to suspend me
I'll put you in the air
Bitch it's too late to befriend me
I'm too upset to care
Bitch i'm far too gone can't hurt me
You see my mental tear
When you begging me for mercy
I smile as i stare
Bitch you make me wanna shoot you
I ain't evil bitch i can't
I just want to put my message deep inside your brain
When we run i'm pissed they won't talk down i learned my lesson
They play pumped up kicks in pe warm up while we stretching
Monday gunday
Monday run my fade
I ain't pulling out no k
Stop making fun of my skin tone and the way i'm speaking
I will leave you done with ya bone exposed and it leaking
Bullies!
Non of you niggas haven't done me fully completely
Pussy nigga you can try to defeat me
Underestimate me if i receding
Then i pause a nigga until he bleeding
Keep it repeating
Even defeated
Thought you was big but nigga i'm leaving
Still gotta set up what i believe in even
If it meaning that niggas is bleeding
Plant your feet and stand up straight
I'll create another nigga
What i make is fate
Infiltrate
I don't have no fucking mace
Oh you took my lunch money
Oh you made that nigga lame
I won't be stepped on by you
Put me in the ground ho or at least try to
Fuck with school that nigga gonna find you
You ain't going nowhere
No fair
Die too
No hair caillou
I had enough
Must be ripped off
This world is rot
This is my time
Fuck all this evil
I'm over you with the rifle no deagle
Mom what you've maid
When you're away
You might have fired
Stand in his way
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Writer(s): Joshua Hamilton, Alexander Wacksman
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