Against The Grain

[Intro] Yea kurupt young gotti We about to storm on you busta ass niggas One at a time Hey lets corner them off you take that section I'll take that section lets make this shit move you bitches Ride nigga, all the homeboys, surround rack up Entourage its the pentagon eastwood S.M.A Self made motherfucker what marx sparx, Lets show these Bitches Nigga Yea [Chorus] I got my Killas in the dry killin in the spot and we trippin on niggas I got my bitches Off the block, bitches on the drive, killin on the spot and we trippin on niggas And if you ever see me in the all black beanie you don't Wanna fuck with me I got the homies on the side and they all ready ridin You don't wanna fuck with me I got my killaz off the block, killaz in the drive killin in the spot Yea we trippin on niggas I got my bitches off the block Bitches in the drive, killin in the spot they be trippin on niggas Bitch nigga [Verse 1] Being Im Napalm Gotti Gorilla, murder dogg and forreal a sasquatch Gorilla Godzilla motherfucker out for (trippers 1:05) we all trippen spitting CJKS Trippin [Chorus] [Verse 2] I got my 38 special put it in your direction Eastwood so implicit spittin shells of perfection I goez hard so label me societies minister, most underrated thugz We gon retire these gimmicks I got my Chuccs on my feet, hip for the heat, ya’ll niggas can't Black born these american blacksheep its the roleck like we roll we ride Against the grain, so kick back rude boy before I pop ya brains nigga Spinoff I let ten off Gotti Bin Laden, young Adolf Gotti Voorhies, Gotti Adolf Hitler Unique inquiries for spectacular scripters Who’s that nigga that left the Dogg Pound and didn’t give a fuck Like who’d wanna get out Ride if you wanna ride Torn boy Bob Roscoe, Troscoe Stallone on em take [Chorus] [Verse 3] I got my young Armageddon Philadelphia’s finest, Nina Ross Motherfucker what the fuck The sandman oh the clean shit out I got the cleaner violence Killaz niggas (big niggas) try motherfucker let him Adolf hitler Try spill motherfucker letting Adolf steal, letting Adolf in Adolfs in New Jersey I’m Buffalo Bill When in Lebanon Hot niggas shoot to kill I got game from niggas I used to roll with Dont be afraid to smash niggas for hoe shit Get what you deserve never settle for nothing Asn if they try to play you kill em thats my only real repercussion Im fresh off the block you can still see the streets sign Lebanon till Im dead and gone (nigga three times) My music is underrated my niggas think I’m the greatest My brother think imma make it, but I already made it the game is wishy washy Niggas is overrated the radio disc jockeys they love us but they don't play us What happened to unity my community doing bad Is nothing you can do to me they ain't did to me in the past Im telling my block tales going against the grain and I'll be damned if I make a song just to Fit the game What happened in real life I turned down deals twice lived on a hill twice But I can't leave this block life this is real life situations this is us at our best This is the reason you all been waiting why you've been hating You could’ve been patient you ain't ready to face this war you're creating This pentagon nigga you send a bomb nigga you soft in the middle Your aims all off with the pistol I’ll make ya murder a mystery murder ya ham Broke a couple of niggas that a kill ya for two grand you coward you pussy Pop you scared your games all backwards you lack the heart I broke his jaw they couldn't put it back the part You a punk in a LA hat you ain't hard you better pay attention to who you tellin you are My niggas is raw we all itchin for reason to spaz out rack at the homies rack at the Gauges a spaz out nigga nigga hey nigga And if you ever ever see me in the all black beanie you don't Wanna fuck with me I got the homies on the side and they all ready ridin you don’t wanna fuck with me I got my Pentagon riders all in the house entourage riders all in the house S.M.A nigga we all in the house, Death Row fool all in the house The house the house the house