ReZurrection (act one)

(No, no, no tommy)
(He's still alive, fuckin' piece of shit, die)
(Die look at me, look at my fuckin' eye's, die)
(As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be a gangster)
Aye

uh
Y'all don't love me, (ugh)
Aye, y'all don't trust me, (oo)
Aye, y'all don't know me, (ugh)

Aye, so I'ma give em' this (huh)
Martin in this bitch, I'm tryna paint the fuckin' picture
I'm the young De Niro, askin what's the matter with ya
You fuckin' hear me? I'm Jimmy throwin' you to the lions
The irony in it, you die in a minute, heart attack (bitch)
Who's he lookin' at? The youngin' with the paper mac
Eatin' crackers from rappers like buggies with their seed on racks?
In other words, I'm fuckin' eatin' you up
It's ironic to say, cause right now you're feedin' up off my brainwaves
You downers rob it for money, call you J.R., ain't it funny
You a hobbit to this industry, full of yarn
You be runnin' away like mini-me, or Chester, no feet on the ground
Rest in peace, he made me numb to the pain
And now, I'ma wreck the game with my whole body, fuck the fame
And I saved myself the name, never sold out the main
Remember, I'm Hector, I don't own, owe nobody, ridin' trains
I'ma still stand tall and scream fuck a lane (aye)

Y'all don't love me, (nah)
Aye, y'all don't trust me, (nah)
Nah, y'all don't know me
Y'all don't know me, (uh) bitch
Aye, y'all don't love me, (huh)
Aye, y'all don't trust me, (woo)
Aye, y'all don't know me, (aye, aye)

So I'ma give em' this
Bitch, I'm in Alcatraz, surrounded by bars
Fuck a case I beat it with my hands, cause finding me ain't hard
You slang dope and snort the coke, but pray to the Pope
Get off my boat, the wave you ride, there ain't no fuckin' hope
Aye, 17 with the eyes of an angel, lot on my table
We got that grey poupon, but ripped the label so it's busted
Sever the scene in triplets, now what do you mean I'm a hypocrite
When fuckers gon' say that they're movin' on
When the money gon' pay for expensive mustard
This that resurrection invading your section, delaying the record
Nah, I'm just playin', I paid all of my dues
Fuck, huh, it's been a long time
Fuck, huh, but now it's all mine
You better save some money for your funeral cost
Cause when I'm done, you'll be broke as fuck and few will be rostered
Probably none, so when I go blowin' up, don't wanna have
Remember me, acting like you got the finders fee
When you never did support the Young Rapper Reece
Bitch

Do you
Fuck people, fuck people
Do you
Fuck, but you don't love me, you don't know me
But don't love me
Aye, but y'all don't trust me
Aye, y'all don't know me
Y'all don't know me, aye

Rezurrection 2017, bitch look out for it