Motion Pictures

"So, okay, you wanna see some macho shit
I'm the most macho nigga out here
I'm the most- I thought you niggas knew
I'm the most thuggish nigga out here

I'm the who- I have no motherfucking fear
I have no fear. I have only ambition
And I want mine, and I will do anything
To protect and feed my family
And these niggas represent a threat"

When we ride on our enemies
The skrilla is not strange to me
Shoot em', like motion pictures, like construction
they were framing me

I swear I get so hypnotized when the drink is inside of me
When that pack is inside of me
I feel like I can finally breathe
I inhale pressure constantly

They left me out to dry, now they dick ride when in reality
When I needed them, they let me bleed
Pack a nine, I cock it back
A shell fells out, well, pussy

Now you'll see a demon coming out of me
We militant, prepare the fleets
Hide nines and 45s and ARs
underneath our fleas

Chiefed up on your block, made it hot
It's Crimzen Crime, so fuck police
We do what's right within our rights
Live by the sword, live by it till the death of me

These pussies are no friend of me
As a matter of fact, my enemies
Last night, woke up, I had a dream
Received a pack, it took too long

I'll write about it in this song
Cause these feds never got to me
Bitches like farmers, planting seeds
Stay vigilant, scheming, they'll try to take from me

But that'll be the death of me
These pussies are no friends of me
As a matter of fact, my enemies
Shordie.

Gang
If only I could have one wish
I'd have all of my homies back
Thinking back, smoking on a sack felt kinda sad

But it's alright, we got him back
It's what you do when you're a G
I'm iced out from my head to toe
If only they could look at me

I know they'd be so proud of me
I get the pack, I flip the pack, and then repeat
One rule, don't let no one know how much dough you get your re-up for
Big slugs, I tow a 44

I'm Crimzen, always want some more
I'm with my hoe, that holds my pole
You interfere, then I'll let it blow
Icey like snowboards in the snow

Flows cold, but it don't freeze
Spun the block in Phoenix, it was hot
When slugs released, we left him cold
His trail was left in ashes

They forgot him like he grew some mold
The second they knew war was me, they fold like chairs
So you see these pussies talking mad shit
The greatest story ever told

We left him like some baby food
We had our poles, but just whipped them with 44
We'll let them tally up the score
That's 7 to like 54

I'm crimson, always want some more
When we riding on our enemies, revenge just tastes so sweet to me
Shordie Gang