lirik lagu m o p - face off
[billy danze]
yo a lot of people depend on me (strongly)
i no longer wanna press them situations wrongly
they say that a man’s life, gon’ be what it’s gon’ be
so i switched the game around, and now it’s on me
(you control your destiny) you n-gg-z keep testin me
like you want me to show you how messy a mess can be
(you’re still a bang-banger) one of saratoga’s finest
? attention now (? ) makin your highness.
yo bill, what’d you stop for man, what’d you stop for?
teach ’em, tell ’em how you feel!
as i struggle to get my hands, on a dollar today
i think back about cats, that have p-ssed away
that’s why i feel more cursed than blessed
and i wonder what in this world, more worse than stress
i’m a mess with stress, though i present it with finesse
sometimes i feel as if my heart is comin out my chest
i smoke too many ciggarettes; and the remi won’t
wash away the pain or get, strain off my brain
see it’s the way, we, roll down here, stroll down here
a shootout, is like a common cold out here
that’s why i sit back and i laugh at y’all
when it’s crunchtime on the frontline, i will blast at y’all
i’m from saratoga avenue, i +had+ to brawl
it’s where i realized it’s a cold world, after all
you hear me talkin to ya? i’m on some grown danze sh-t
(you’ll be comin of age) my life is on a different page;
able to tame my rage
a little bit different from the first time i picked up a gauge
a little bit different from the first time i stepped on a stage
take a look at me now; a born winner
in a race against time, like bruce jenner
a natural born sinner, can’t n-body tame me, or change me
(for no reason at all he’s angry, he’ll) kill again!
{-beat changes-}
[lil’ fame]
you are now tuned in to the works of mart
take two steps back it’s gon’ hurt you pah!
who the f-ck talkin that they gon’ hurt jamal?
this ain’t no diamond-studded rapper, it’s the lover-stutter-slapper
unpretty type rapper, gritty type rapper
fo’-five semi-automatic pipe clapper
with them o.g.’s in it, please don’t get your sh-t twisted
like bamboo with no trees in it
fall back, motherf-cker you can’t beat me
it’s the womack, the extension of danzini
we came into the game with some change for (? ) fear
two phillies, a dime bag, and a forty ounce of beer
now look at him, they hittin the scene slow
who grindin, who thieves, but i’m lookin mean yo
with a gangster lean though, big dog in it
with my chrome ten inch hubcaps, but i keep ’em clean doe
i know the pros and cons so i married the game
now it’s mommy’s little boy left to carry the name
i’m in the streets like a dopefiend with a shoppin cart filled
double (? ), who the f-ck gon’ stop fame?
y’all n-gg-z keep waitin til they pop fame
and hold your breath while you wait b-tch, i got game
n-gg-z ain’t feelin the fame b-tch? stop dreamin
i’m the sh-t that felt good comin out of my pop’s s-m-n
hit the streets and thug with me
no matter how disgruntled you sound n-gg-, you can’t f-ck with me
too many d-ck riders that’s quick to go blaow
but look b-tch, i’ma let you know now
you f-ckin with thugs, what the f-ck you think this was?
i’m what you want me to be, stop f-ckin with me
cause i’m a n-gg- of the earth (earth) n-gg- of the sea (sea)
n-gg- of the sky and fire, fling fire
why don’t i-ah, dump back at your men
it’s m.o.p. and we at it again, ah-heh!
i ain’t clappin over your head
i’ma make sure i pop somethin through ya
givin motherf-ckers ulcers with lead
have your parents and the pastor huddled over your bed
may the lord be with you, game over, you’re dead
motherf-cker!
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