Dissin Ya

Control your jealousies since I can control my temper
Cause im a stunner just like an 8mm in your temple
Don’t try to kick it like I do, nigga u use my stamps
Im old school prop, 20 years in the making, dissin hood amps
Where im from and where im going, shit you can’t take it
Im hard like a rock, a mechanical pistol, you can’t break it
I stay with my gag, when I hola on my nigga’s, they all hola back
Shit I write is not poetry nor is rap, it an’t even a dissin shit that you can call whack
Next time don’t speak without my permission
If you’re mad at me then fight me, shoot me, and give your hock a mission
If you can see me hurt then you an’t gonna ask no questions
I have buried bird nigga's in fields with no emotions
So tell me little fool who you try to imitate
Bullies go numb when they see me demonstrate
I can breathe till its ice but I can stand till its dry
Its my blood dripping down homey, cut yours to see if you can try
Im not dead so hell I don’t stand hearing lectures
When I go crazy even hood king can’t supply that many stretchers
Get off my line or you will find my clips running
Let me breathe four minute so I can ride again when im burning
So if you wanna scream my name then just keep on calling
Im right here like I was, you just gota keep on balling

When god calls you then you gota go home
If my time is close then I don’t want none to moan
I an’t got shit to prove to you so keep walking
There use to be a time when none was worried about the shit talking
If you find me offensive then I ma take it easily on your expenses
If you can drop a beat for me then I can say what you want me to with your senses
I never would have thought that I would see me out of control
Crazy head with a ghost but I still have the flow and i an’t selling my soul
What is to see in this crazy world when it spins, when it’s still?
Life flies in a moment but the fear can’t be a wall against my will!

Live By The Trigger

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I’m in the zone now and I ma let nobody spit
When I ma start my guns I ma let nobody hit
I ma take this shit farther a bit more than a bit
Go hard; go pray to lord so you can take this shit
Don’t let your mind get twisted; I’m the hardest dope ever existed
Some of you who always resisted, ya be the first ones to get shortlisted.
Don’t act wrong in front of the gun dance
Its one life made for one shot and there an’t no second chance
You should keep your head down or you can get shot son
Keep your big mouth closed or the hug from the death will come
Stop moving your damn lips about the things you know none about
If you’re alone nigga then you need an army cause it’s gonna be a shootout
If you wanna bomb me come beef me with your head
I can shoot countless like you for no money but a bullet in your head

I don’t go to the church now, devil rules the gate
But I got lord in my head and he knows my fate
Life’s real over here and I an’t thinking about the same bullshit
Money ant an option, hell there’s so much more in this 10 gallon head
Its bullshit, if you hear that I ma quiet this like the hunger pain
My mind’s got the thirst for learning that keeps me in this humbled plain
Hell I was kid once, now I got the tattoo of the maddest don
But that an’t changed me since I ma always be the old one
I got the same flow only heated by my will nigga
You can bend or you can build or you can kill nigga
The time is money so meditate your mind on what you feel nigga
You can breathe so we can breathe it’s a m.....f..... privilege that makes us still nigga

Life is short so move your eyes and pick another frame
Visualize on your only dream cause if its hard then you’re in the game
Stars an’t far, they lie right above your head
But life an’t easy, it’s like a bitch and it’s what they all said
Some say that the fall of wrong will fall on my shoulders
If my brothers are with me then none can hold us
‘B’ an’t my lead he is my religion
Like the death, it an’t a dream its my region.
Low rider or roughrider only gonna suffocate your chest
leave you with a broken ass and an open vest
but i ma be here even if the beaf's on
hiddin an't the art of war so i ma roar with a thunder sound

in da lanes everyday i hear the shit talkin
nigga's go crazy when they see the dead walkin
haze in their lungs and bullets in their pockets
blood on their clothes and some gals in their lockets
and i ask myself the same shit everyday
why the when and how they play
no one ever needs to take no blame
the world is blind to hug some shame

these are my thoughts, my pain, my shots, my game
i got places to go and people to see and shit to do and shit to be.
im ready to rap but i an't ready to sell my sole
its a sharp hock nigga but i an't slashing another hole
if its confusing then its yeyo and if its slow then its weed
its crazy in the hood, my buzz is bleading for a feel for the beat
if ur determined not to fail, u gota keep your corners loud
and this life is yours and its here, this is what we toast about
you gota live by your word cause lying always gonna cost you
you said you did it hard, some done it and they lost too
so its one love, one heart, one life, one shot
live by the trigger if its a bullet next to god