you kill What damaged could do I let your mama ran up the roof [Verse 3: Lil? Matt - Dissin Fat Joe, Lil Scrappy, T.I. & The Game] I?m sick of it Use
my blood You bringing me pain dawg But I'm on the grind I'm trying to stay focused I'm losing my mind I'm missing you dearly I wish you was here dawg
be livin in the sky But while I'm here livin man I gotta ask why, what am here fo I gotta figure out Waste my life No I gotta make it count If Christ
him have a betta day I'm walkin' down this lil hallway like what the fu*k I'm gonna say As I'm walkin' down the halls I feel the stress in the walls
. Wise] Judah, can I get it crunk? Future, can I get it crunk? Wise gonna get it crunk, 'cause I know that's whatchu WANT Yo I'm talkin' to you cats,
steez, Lil' Matt and John Cena Assassinate the mainstream [Lil' Matt] I calculate between the hi-hat, the bassline The slideback, the scene decides that, Lil' Matt
, pay attention When I'm on the road, girl it's you that I'm missin' Place to place from state to state I ain't chingy, but I'm just one call away And
make him have a betta day I'm walkin' down this lil hallway like what the fu*k I'm gonna say As I'm walkin' down the halls I feel the stress in the walls
Exactly ya South Sucka Take to much ah this bullshit, War wid ah motherfucka now Exactly what I'm talkin' about I'ma tell ya exactly what I'm sayin' Whether
slaw And since it's first amendment, freedom speech, I say "Break the law" I'm gone be hizigh (high) forever No matter who say whatever No peckerwoods
Every single day I wake up, I'm always ready and willing Always focus on my grind And I hope you feel what I'm feeling So much thoughts be on my mind
Fleein' the scene again with blood on my cortez Might, be lookin' at murder my team can't afford this Just another predicament, unexpected I'm inflicted
