lirik lagu xre the god – cowboy bebop
[chorus: xre the god]
(ya aye) father, son, protect yo life
and keep that gun, its one on me its one on him
its two for one’s, ain’t shootin’ fades
f~ck it bro might back out blades
[adlib: qualicapone] “back out blades!”
[verse: xre the god]
like, move militant, strong n~ggas only multiply
in due diligence, long live my n~ggas them
type mad, when i start thinking bout them old times and
the better years start settlin’
so blind won’t shed tears, so i keep my images peddalin
no sleep need medicine for my worst days
when i’m drowning, cursed days when i think i’m him
bottling up my anger, battlin’ all these strangers
i could put you on game, like sh~t was never about fame
[adlib: qualicapone] “it was never bout that fame”
“cuzo know i got racks, cuzo know i got aim.”
[verse 2: xre the god]
cuzo know i got a toaster, choppa’ leave him comatosin
whippin’ up potions, she gotta up my dosage
sl!ck as b~tter, hoe i’m smooth like lotion get to the bag
and multiply to the sky, “do or die” tell me the omen
listen to all of dem n~ggas who spittin’ that game
then punch a f~ckin cheat code in
[verse 3: qualicapone]
i do that sh~t when i go in, i really just had to stay
away from that hoe sh~t, me n cuz got it
it’s up in motion, pullup right there & i stay with a toaster
[melody: qualicapone]
good~bye im on the road, yea i feel…
trapped inside another place
yea i feel, trapped inside another place
then they say i failed never that
on this road don’t make mistakes
yea i feel… trapped insisde another place
[chorus: xre the god]
father, son, protect yo life
and keep that gun, its one on me its one on him
its two for one’s, ain’t shootin’ fades
f~ck it bro might back out blades
[adlib: qualicapone] “back out blades!
[verse 4: xre the god]
n~gga what be the moves, know how i’m steppin’
p~ssy go pick up a weapon, ain’t gotta have sh~t i’m reppin’
to much pain in the message, nicotine when i’m stressin
[adlib: qualicapone] “mbk gang!” “mbk gang!”
ain’t no ranch but i’m dressin, shame me first don’t test it
30~6 i’ll stretch him, mbk mafia records
ain’t no harm we just reckless
i got some bars’ll leave n~ggas breathless
jitt can’t rap, (like) f~ck off the setlist
i bet n~ggas dead thinkin its pressure
wishin the worst, he talk like aladdin
i could see how n~ggas think its a lecture
oodas on oodas like baby i’m extra
oodles and noodles like i get the check first
tippin the scales, i played with the tech first
catching a l but i get him wet first
gettin them sales and stackin the bread first
living in h~ll i pray to repent
for the f~ck sh~t, lay where you sh~t bro n~ggas is buggin
[adlib outro: qualicapone] “woah woah woah”
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