10-35
Yeah Yeah Yeah
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away (Yeah yeah)
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands (Yeah yeah yeah)
Tryna' keep my secrets under the grave
Put it, locked up in a casket
Coz' I was, really tryna' keep my hands clean
(Ten thirty five) I needed a vacation
I said kill em' all
Kill em' all
Kill em' all
I wanna' see em' die everyone that was involved
They started this shit now they're talking to the law
(Ten thirty five) I'm a motherfucking dog
I said kill em' all
Kill em' off
Kill em' dead
Murder homicide put a bullet in his head
They say he's still alive hanging on by a thread
But em' shooters said they coming to the hospital bed
They gone get em' in the end, it's all about revenge
The momma, the daddy, and the motherfucking friends
Kill em' all
Kill em' all
Kill em' all
Kill everybody, even kill the fucking dog
This pain that I feel coz' you took my folks
It's the pain Ima' use when I slice your throat
Everybody in the scope and we're aiming
This is payback, left a nigga brainless
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away (Yeah yeah)
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands (Yeah yeah yeah)
Tryna' keep my secrets under the grave
Put it, locked up in a casket
Coz' I was, really tryna' keep my hands clean
(Ten thirty five) I needed a vacation
Nothing was ever the same
My own head under the sand
No love just to breath in the air
And my own brother causing the pain
Two bloods and we're colliding
I can sink deep but I'm still rising
Yeah I see you from a mile away
Murder charge, talkin' about a rainy day
And there ain't no Switzerland
In the streets, they don't know a neutral man
Tryna' light my whole place up
My own mom
She keep crying every single day that I don't show up
She keeps crying every time that I don't turn up
She keeps praying to regain my soul
Asking me where I went wrong
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away (Yeah yeah)
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands (Yeah yeah yeah)
Tryna' keep my secrets under the grave
Put it, locked up in a casket
Coz' I was, really tryna' keep my hands clean
(Ten thirty five) I needed a vacation
It's a ten thirty five
Not the time but the code
Shot by a gun and, he lived by the sword
They say before you dying, you gotta see the glow
Like, Uhg your life flash before you go
And some say it's your time, some say the rapture
Disguised as the canines but they're really only vultures
Seeing dead bodies my childhood was never funny
Hearing dead bodies like Abel when he was bleeding
Living in a place where nobody is doing right
Everyone's selfish, they're feeding their own rights
Thinking he's the man simply coz he starts fights
In the streets he's feared, they call him the dark-knight
Yeah, but I'm still gone fight
Wise men battles they happen inside minds
I mean it, I do it, I do it back and I change time
Time travel, I'm throwing shots at this damn grind ugh
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away (Yeah yeah)
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands (Yeah yeah yeah)
Tryna' keep my secrets under the grave
Put it, locked up in a casket
Coz' I was, really tryna' keep my hands clean
(Ten thirty five) I needed a vacation
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away (Yeah yeah)
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands (Yeah yeah yeah)
Tryna' keep my secrets under the grave
Put it, locked up in a casket
Coz' I was, really tryna' keep my hands clean
(Ten thirty five) I needed a vacation
I said kill em' all
Kill em' all
Kill em' all
I wanna' see em' die everyone that was involved
They started this shit now they're talking to the law
(Ten thirty five) I'm a motherfucking dog
I said kill em' all
Kill em' off
Kill em' dead
Murder homicide put a bullet in his head
They say he's still alive hanging on by a thread
But em' shooters said they coming to the hospital bed
They gone get em' in the end, it's all about revenge
The momma, the daddy, and the motherfucking friends
Kill em' all
Kill em' all
Kill em' all
Kill everybody, even kill the fucking dog
This pain that I feel coz' you took my folks
It's the pain Ima' use when I slice your throat
Everybody in the scope and we're aiming
This is payback, left a nigga brainless
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away (Yeah yeah)
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands (Yeah yeah yeah)
Tryna' keep my secrets under the grave
Put it, locked up in a casket
Coz' I was, really tryna' keep my hands clean
(Ten thirty five) I needed a vacation
Nothing was ever the same
My own head under the sand
No love just to breath in the air
And my own brother causing the pain
Two bloods and we're colliding
I can sink deep but I'm still rising
Yeah I see you from a mile away
Murder charge, talkin' about a rainy day
And there ain't no Switzerland
In the streets, they don't know a neutral man
Tryna' light my whole place up
My own mom
She keep crying every single day that I don't show up
She keeps crying every time that I don't turn up
She keeps praying to regain my soul
Asking me where I went wrong
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away (Yeah yeah)
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands (Yeah yeah yeah)
Tryna' keep my secrets under the grave
Put it, locked up in a casket
Coz' I was, really tryna' keep my hands clean
(Ten thirty five) I needed a vacation
It's a ten thirty five
Not the time but the code
Shot by a gun and, he lived by the sword
They say before you dying, you gotta see the glow
Like, Uhg your life flash before you go
And some say it's your time, some say the rapture
Disguised as the canines but they're really only vultures
Seeing dead bodies my childhood was never funny
Hearing dead bodies like Abel when he was bleeding
Living in a place where nobody is doing right
Everyone's selfish, they're feeding their own rights
Thinking he's the man simply coz he starts fights
In the streets he's feared, they call him the dark-knight
Yeah, but I'm still gone fight
Wise men battles they happen inside minds
I mean it, I do it, I do it back and I change time
Time travel, I'm throwing shots at this damn grind ugh
My nigga tryna' stay outta trouble
But the problems never go away (Yeah yeah)
He got so fed up
Now he's tryna' take the law in his own hands (Yeah yeah yeah)
Tryna' keep my secrets under the grave
Put it, locked up in a casket
Coz' I was, really tryna' keep my hands clean
(Ten thirty five) I needed a vacation
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Writer(s): Don Phillip
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