John Doe

I'm gettin into that shit boy eh ugh ugh aye ugh hey yeah yeah

It's up to you too take a hold of yo roots
If you the only one that's holdin don't shoot
Cuz none these motherfuckers holy as you
But finna watch em put a hole up in you
They say they family but only if you
It seems you always gotta be holdin yo cool
While everyone tell you you doin this shit wrong and you the only one fooled
It feel like no one even notices you
You keep on grinding pushing forward speaking truth but still your arguments mute
Seems everyone act like there's nothin to lose
But got an uncle cousin tatted on they forearm and be mournin him too
See now I could turn that martyr to two
It's the unfortunate truth
Hit em dead they be like Jonathan who
It's John Doe
Leave em dead on the corner by the Amscot
And true fiends will kill to scrape the bottom of the crackpot
Fat knot but you could get killed for a half rock
Half cocked pussy spin the chamber like a padlock
Ice cold heart so skip the waterworks and pageantry
And they might say they after me they actually right
See they be talkin shit at sunset and it happen tonight
And when they ask me what had happen I ain't had no advice to give em
But clear the women and the children have the pastor with
We ain't takin prisoners if we see em we gon have to get em
Got that whole long pole like a jouster with em
Have an open casket I'm gon have the people ralphin in em
Catch his brothers at the service hunt and whack the witness
Wig and scalpin bitches wild and viscous like a pack of injuns
Quick to smoke a motherfucker like a pack of ciggies
Spit like pack and biggie
Blast and disappear like Makaveli
See is you rappin really kid or you just actin silly
I could drop the ball and have it rollin tonight
So don't be fuckin with my money if you owe me get right
And if the shoe fit you you must be wearin it right so fuck ya