The Language

I’ve been thru a lot in my time
everybodys got they own type of struggle in life
i know I’m the only one who give a fuck about mine
so ima do what i gotta to come up out the grime
talking bout changing things,
in this game i seen some stranger things
shit was upside down
i had to reaarrange
know what the fuck im bout
i got the heater mayne
ill pull that fucker out and
i let my freedom ring
see i been living lower then gutter bro
inside I’m hurt but im that motherfucker tho
fake friends lookin for ends i don’t fuck w those
two sides to mind i like to juxtapose
busting flows since i was 12 years old
my heart beat red,but yours, prim rose
i go off in the woods w nothing but a hair pick bro,
come out that mothafucka wearing a
bear skin coat
im a self made w it ,
rappers better get to fuckin grave digging
so they got somewhere to lay if they try to play wicked
caught u lying u was like “i don’t want to say wicked “
that’s cuz we don’t speak the same languages
we don’t relate , u cld never fuck w the same bitches
we don’t relate u cld never ride w the gang bidness
y’all living fake
its greatest wish just to hang w us
that’d be the day
hell freezes over and flames finsish
uh yeah
bitch im on my job
bitch im on my job
uh yeah
i been goin hard,
do it for my dogs
uh yeah
HATERS THERES ALOT, I SAY FUCK EMALL
BY THE GRACE OF GOD
I WONT EVER STOP

y’all gimme the reason keep up the heat and go deeper to see what i made of
my life is what happens when u keep it real and give your self an ultimatum
get it or die, keep up your integrity even when enemies spit in yo eye
unity doomed if they wish to divide , and put an end to me but BITCH IM ALIVE

i give a fuck bout bein famous
make a lil money make some changes
get between and the money it get dangerous
all i talk is money that’s the language

I’m lookin back at the way that i came up like damn how the fuck did i make it alive
never got paid and the money i did make was spent up on chasing the pain w the high
where do u go when the people u love look at u w a hatred so deep in the eye
they want u addicted and living wit nothin but enough to leave ya asleep in the mind

wake up
get yo grind on its yo time to come and
cake up
shout out canonize the homies yellin
say whord
in this game we keep digging til we hit
pay dirt

mothafucka ima player

don’t let em gimme the mic,
why
i might get wicked i come in and kill em y’all are not ready to die
mm
think of reason to let em keep breathing i don’t have a nary a thought
hmm
i guess its over then,bitch ima soldier their gonna compare me pac
im takin bodys they momma gon bury a box

COME AGAINST THATS A PISS IN THE WIND
MAKE A MESS OUTTA SELF AND THEN GO DISS ME AGAIN
DEEP INSIDE THEY WANNA RIDE AND THEY JUST WISH WE WAS FRIENDS
HOPIN WE WLD GO TOGETHER LIKE WE STIMPY AND REN
BUT THIS AINT ANIMATED,
IF U PLAN TO MAKE IT
U GON HAVE TO PLAY WIT
PEOPLE WHO GON HATE IT
NO MATTER WHICH WAY IT
LAY ITS A
SICK AND TWISTED GAME BUT
I KNOW HOW TO NAVIGATE IT
I KEEP JESUS AS MY SAVIOR AND THIS HUSTLE AS MY LANGUAGE

SO FUCK THE SPECULATION
AND ALL THE SEPERATION
IM ON SOME REACH FOR GREATNESS
AND FUCK THE PERPATRATORS
SCATTER AND WICKED ON THE TRACK THATS THE MURDER MAKERS
THEY SMELL IT COOKIN IN THE KITCHEN WHEN THE BURNA BLAZIN
STRIKE ME DOWN IN ANGER,
AND I RETURN AN ANGEL
SENT BACK TO BURN THE HATEFUL
AND PUT EM IN THE GRAVE YUH
MY MAMA MET JOHN ELWAY,
BACK WHEN SHE WAS A WAITRESS
HE WAS AN ASSHOLE TO HER
THATS WHY I REP THE RAIDERS
THE 303 IS DANGEROUS
WE KEEP A CPL STAINLESS
I KNOW A CPL KILLAS, THEY MAKE IT QUICK AND PAINLESS
I KEEP MY PRAYERS PUSHIN,
HOPE ONE DAY HE SAVE US
ROLL UP THIS CALI KUSH N
ME AND THE HOMIES BLAZE IT

AND THINK ABOUT LEAVEN THE WORLD FOR OUR CHILDREN A BETTER ONE THEN WE CAME UP IN
WHERE MONEYS THE MISSION, AND IT AINT ABOUT ALL THE DRINKIN AND SMOKIN AND FUCKIN
CUZ I WILL NOT BE THE ONE LEAVEN EM STUCK IN THE WORLD WITHOUT KNOWLEDGE OR NOTHIN
IM TALKIN BOUT HUSTLE AND LEAVEN THIS FUCKER W LEGACY LIFTIN US UP FAM
lets go