Commando

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[Prologue - Almighty U-Sorcerer] *static* Naturally, I'm outta my sanity, scripted Bastards be tripping, sadly convicted I'm past your opinions, laughing and grinning Perhaps I'm addicted, I'm back in this, bitches... *static* [Intro - Almighty U-Sorcerer] To the cops, shooting a brother like running first base Rambo used to sell drugs now he in a birdcage And now that they coming for me, my guns extended KUZGUN, come to quote the raven, no puns intended [Verse 1 - KUZGUN] Almighty, that's the man, though Make a nigga use his verse to go commando They can't come for a nigga if I never run out of ammo I'm sorry, baby, I'm trying to change my ways, but I can't, hoe "Goddamn, you an asshole", I hope, that's the album title, bitch Make way for the nigga that could make waves without Jay on some Tidal shit Yeah, I'm Ginobili with the left hand, and Boogie with the left jab, hoe Remember when I had dreams of dropping Chavez then dropping Castro My new shit is not decorated in some bling It's made of steel, the same type as your fucking kitchen sink This "whatever works for y'all" mentality stays hurting y'all Can't curse me out, the Cubs came over the worst of all I need 9 more arms for all my gold, I'm Omar Vizquel Fuck work, that's for people that don't know how to fish or use a fishscale You niggas tried to humiliate me, it's too late for humility Matter of fact, all of you some fucking pussies, none of you as real as me None of you can talk shit about me Matter of fact, I am a god, I'll make sure you pricks devout, G You gotta respect the hierarchy, you can't really kill the boss Flow on rosy, a lot of you ain't ready for my inner thoughts All I need is for all of you to permanently go to sleep All I need is happiness, Jesus, hoes, and G's I've been taking pain killers Fuck you talking about, they ain't with us That's the only reason that they hating, bruh I ain't get sleep at all, they calling me a day killer Proof that you should dread, fear, and regard me as holy Matter of fact, I pledge I'll fuck up shit and make the prestige Just dropped all the track titles on one verse, still got it I dropped 5 clues to when my real shit dropping No one could could've done that shit better Matter of fact, y'all got until July 28th to get your shit together [Bridge - 2Pac (Sampled)] Who's afraid of the punk police? Niggas run the streets, no justice, no peace Fuck the law, rather draw than do time Don't fuck with mine, cross the line [Verse 2 - Almighty U-Sorcerer] Cross the line and I get the 30 clip, Brandon Bass Me and KUZ like the Bulls in the 90's, go back to back Shit, call me Tim Duncan, clowning niggas from the bench Catch me in the Summer League balling, that's OT, sudden death Coming with the heat, Bam Adebayo, no chance of survival Attacked on arrival, you patched, vitiligo, ugh Laugh at my rivals, left hand on the rifle Right on the bible, everything that you write is recycled I go commando, nigga, call me John Matrix Give your bitch a boo-boo, niggas called the park rangers This menace pulled up in a Phantom, feel like '99 is back Plus my 9 is strapped, surprise party turned to surprise attack No interruption, I'm electric, I'm a closed circuit That bitch had on Cinderella heels, she got me sole searching All this time you gon' waste, you behind in the race The times you been played, career dead, lie in a grave Deciding your fate, lines you could say, rhymes you can make Ride in a Wraith, go to the jeweller, find you a chain Chain snatched at a concert, go call your insurance agency You be acting as innocent as suburban Caucasians be First impression what niggas second guess, now they second best MJ in '98, shooting shit with 5 seconds left Shit, y'all was watching Brady Bunch, I just sold a gram of Cindy My niggas drinking so much, they gon' need to transplant a kidney July 28th, the young Raven gon' punish the fakes Gun to your face, yeah, I'm cool but my brother's insane The stakes are high like I smoked a pound at the Outback I be turnt up even when I make no sound, got the loud pack Empty the clip on you, Rocket got 0 like Aaron Brooks I sonned all of you niggas don't talk to me about parenthood All I do is drill, drill, we got that fire control Chopper put a newborn in a retirement home, gang [Outro - Pastor T.L Barrett & The Youth for Church Choir (Sampled)] I tried to tell the white man (Nobody, nobody, nobody) But he could not understand (Nobody, nobody, nobody) I tried to tell the black man (Nobody, nobody, nobody) But he refused to take my hand (Nobody, nobody, nobody)