Scared

Got to be patient
That's in and out the booth
Gone see how it go, we gone see how it go
Way whattup boy

You want that cocaine music I'm the one to contact for the load
Put it all on like this a contract for my soul
We can go to combat with the flows
Gave yo mans so much for free you caught contact from the smoke
I'm a different type of rapper when I get into that mode
Only a few before and after that can fit into that mold
Look you in yo eyes see how you squinting and behold
You got the mission of a mole
Boy you snitching to them po's
Where I'm from trigger fingers itching on them poles
Tell little bro hold on we only inches to the goal
We did it through the blizzards and the snow
Fill my swishas with the dope
Spread my vision to the globe
These consonants resonate in every continent
Where pain and oppression at the forefront of the consciousness
Passion that I give to the people scare the moderates
Keys to liberation of your dreams in these documents

They take notes as I'm summing it up
And the pain turn the Hennessy to blood in my cup
It runneth over my enemies rushing to judge
And you ain't never got to ask you can merch it with us
Nigga it's merched
I'm the one who hands got all that dirt
Boy it's merched
I get in the trenches do the dirt
It's all merched
When the revolution spark we going first
If you scared play some Ye or go to church
Stay alert



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Writer(s): Leslie Rolfe
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