Brotherhood

Feel the shottie blast Put him in a body cast Don't listen to rappers, listen to Johnny Cash This is murder, death, kill, nigga body bag I'm trying to see 100 grand like a college tab I dropped out of college, never paid college back I'm a fuckin' animal and I acknowledge that You just swallow sacks Hit me on Twitter begging for a follow back Lil' nigga holla back You gon' kill a nigga, this should be the soundtrack Just don't say the nigga part if you around blacks To all my Euro trash Whores on Tinsle Ave I roll the finest grass, exhale and begin to laugh Thinking of all the dead bodies left in my path Thinking of all the dumb bitches left in my past Thinking of all the dumb shit I could buy with this cash Thinking of all the rap niggas who didn't last Tortoise and hare flow So rare though, black birds on my fuckin' shoulder like a scarecrow Pharaoh Folding them like wash clothing Kick a fuckin' puppy to this Overdose of Doberman Nobody cold as him Your man's still trying to rap? No one is as old as him He opened up for Jesus, Moses, and Job and 'em I told to them I'd come back for the souls of them There's no hope for them Snowgoons, Lost Cauze, here we go again I hope they fuckin' accept it And it took us just a week to bust out of this record So respect it or end up naked On the exit Of a highway, I Did It My Way like Sinatra (I'm your father) This is motherfuckin' mobster (Who's liver?) Godfather Gobstopper, you're sweet as candy I'll pop ya!