lirik lagu emir umar - beat 'em down to the floor
[hook]
beat ’em down to da’ flo’ [x8]
okay, okay
i want war over poverty and pain over peace
sometimes i sit and f-ckin’ wonder “am i more about the peace?”
my pistol cl!cked and released
and bust a nut when i squeeze
and have a -rg-sm every time a punk p-ssy bleed
feel me, a n-gga better k!ll me
make sure that i’m dead and then my n-gga bury me
i mourn, then i put a lock on my coffin so i can never escape
look at my enemies smile when they come to my wake
k!llin’ me was a mistake, that’s how i know that you’re fake
now i’m the master of your soul, the captain of your fate
down here, h-ll out the way, in the hung i-e-a
trap a snitch, trick, n-gga were a dumb b-tch stay
i put it all on the plate, cheese, eggs, welch’s grape
kaopate, cause i’m the sh-t n-gga, all d-mn day
and what i say?
ain’t no play, down here where i stay
i’m from that motherf-ckin’ g to the a
home of the french-braid, a-k, cadillac escalade
.45 glock with dots, sawed off for this murder mission
with the gold, my heart is turnin’ cold
i got plenty f-ckin’ pot, but i ain’t seen no gold
i got to let y’all n-ggas know, we gonna drop these f-ckin’ ‘bows
stand toe to f-ckin’ toe, beat your -ss down to da flo’
[hook]
my d-ck is f-ckin’ dirty, so i’m tainted with blood
i’m a motherf-ckin’ thug, don’t know the meaning of love
after thinkin’ ’bout the blood my n-gga must spill
sometimes i sit up at night thinkin’ “how he got k!lled?”
i’m feelin’ guilt that them n-ggas who did it is still breathing
i’ll run up on them f-ckers in hunting season
physco at it, lunatic, i ain’t ’bout to f-ck sh-t
k!ll a snitch, take a sh-t, mercy; never heard of it
i was sent to rock this b-tch
take this f-cker to the ground
yea’, i’m bound, burn it down, ain’t none n-gga finna’ stop me now
do you hear me?
can you feel me?
b-tch you’d better f-ckin’ k!ll me
eighteen to the chest, hope you’re wearing a f-ckin’ vest
i’m about to make a mess, survival is my only test
all the sh-t you done did, h-ll naw, i can’t forget
i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t cryin’, i ain’t no f-ckin’ ginuine
sang to nann hoe, f-ck n-gga, die slow
i’m uh make this coward moan “aug thug”
red bone, f-ck what you heard n-gga
i’m the king, i’m the don
last shown, every song, bad to the f-ckin’ bone
wish all these haters would leave me the f-ck alone
mission with the gold, my heart is turnin’ cold
i got plenty f-ckin’ pot but i ain’t seen no gold
i got to let y’all n-ggas know, we gonna drop these f-ckin’ ‘bows
stand toe to d-mn toe, beat your -ss down to the flo’
[hook]
now n-gga what!
now n-gga what!
now n-gga what!
now get it crunk!
now get it crunk!
now get it crunk!
now get it crunk!
drop them ‘bows
left, right
right, left
stop there, uppercut
n-gga it’s time to ball
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