Friendly Fire
Ay
Stacks
It's mud in my blood
I came from the soil
All these actors dead
I start with the spoilers
Show me my opponent
It's showdown with the Shogun
Somebody gotta die
So I'm living in the moment
Focused
The backwoods are loaded
My baby is watchful
The bros are implusive
We cobras
Speak if it's coded
It's that nigga's time
TNT boom bitch
I exploded
Now hold it
Bust then reload it
These dead men got ammo
Don't ramble
I'm Rambo
Balboa
More colder
A culprit
Where I come from
You gotta keep a heater
You only get cold shoulders
Show out when I show up
All you do is spit
I'm sick
On every track I shit
And throw up
Entendres
Like gang signs
They don't proceed
They receded like hair lines
I heard through the grapevine
These niggas wanna play
I lace em up it's game time
I want then got it
Yea it's dripping in this bitch
You in a circle
It's a whole lotta gang shit
We huddle form Voltron
Who down for the danger?
Disclaimer
This angled with anger
And aim at a poser
And poison to haters
I eye the waves
Like lifeguard
I'm dope
So they drown in the flow
Black men can't swim
So how could I save em?
Yet labeled a savior
No label can save him
God damn it
I'm major
And mega
And Mecca
And extra
Move like a mob
No fee for the features
You just pay for protection
Who tryna catch wreck?
Cuh motherfucker I wreck it
I wreck more
I'm never wreck-less
All your signals scrambled
Hmmm looking like breakfast
I'm vegan
Yea vegan
So beef you can dead it
This is no effort
Walked in eff it
Oooh 20 mins late
My presence a present
You trynna catch a vibe
But I can't be caught
This is shit is in my soul
And it can't be bought
"Hub, this "Friendly Fire'
So I give fair warning
Like, homie duck down
Cuz fuck it
I bust quick
My name gets around
Like ads on bus bench
Money my function
No time for the fuck shit
Time is millions
I'm eager to punch in
Bystanders catch strays
Bullets lack names
It's still all the same
They carry intention
From barrels I sent them
To rattle your henchmen
The chatter is senseless
Till Stacks is mentioned
Mind darker
Than car tint
Bars stronger than Clark Kent
Kicked in door
Landlord
You owe rent
Of course
You piss poor
You words are worth shit
All I do is stack
And I want every cent
Yea
Uh
Stacks
It's mud in my blood
I came from the soil
All these actors dead
I start with the spoilers
Show me my opponent
It's showdown with the Shogun
Somebody gotta die
So I'm living in the moment
Focused
The backwoods are loaded
My baby is watchful
The bros are implusive
We cobras
Speak if it's coded
It's that nigga's time
TNT boom bitch
I exploded
Now hold it
Bust then reload it
These dead men got ammo
Don't ramble
I'm Rambo
Balboa
More colder
A culprit
Where I come from
You gotta keep a heater
You only get cold shoulders
Show out when I show up
All you do is spit
I'm sick
On every track I shit
And throw up
Entendres
Like gang signs
They don't proceed
They receded like hair lines
I heard through the grapevine
These niggas wanna play
I lace em up it's game time
I want then got it
Yea it's dripping in this bitch
You in a circle
It's a whole lotta gang shit
We huddle form Voltron
Who down for the danger?
Disclaimer
This angled with anger
And aim at a poser
And poison to haters
I eye the waves
Like lifeguard
I'm dope
So they drown in the flow
Black men can't swim
So how could I save em?
Yet labeled a savior
No label can save him
God damn it
I'm major
And mega
And Mecca
And extra
Move like a mob
No fee for the features
You just pay for protection
Who tryna catch wreck?
Cuh motherfucker I wreck it
I wreck more
I'm never wreck-less
All your signals scrambled
Hmmm looking like breakfast
I'm vegan
Yea vegan
So beef you can dead it
This is no effort
Walked in eff it
Oooh 20 mins late
My presence a present
You trynna catch a vibe
But I can't be caught
This is shit is in my soul
And it can't be bought
"Hub, this "Friendly Fire'
So I give fair warning
Like, homie duck down
Cuz fuck it
I bust quick
My name gets around
Like ads on bus bench
Money my function
No time for the fuck shit
Time is millions
I'm eager to punch in
Bystanders catch strays
Bullets lack names
It's still all the same
They carry intention
From barrels I sent them
To rattle your henchmen
The chatter is senseless
Till Stacks is mentioned
Mind darker
Than car tint
Bars stronger than Clark Kent
Kicked in door
Landlord
You owe rent
Of course
You piss poor
You words are worth shit
All I do is stack
And I want every cent
Yea
Uh
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