Ain’t Going Out

Lyrics

[Verse 1: CRUCIFIX] Coming out the slums it's the hoodlum Swinging the hatchet and all you bums Some middle-fingers to the sky (the sky) A call for God, for the OG about to fly (fly), but can't crow Steady scheming on a dream that's seeking meaning While I'm leaning like a dirty politician on a demon Clinton If you talking then you bullshitting And rappers slept on Dirty Dan he was spitting My wallet tell ya I'm a bad mufucka (mufucka) I be the man by his spirit I don't see this color I just do what I do I don't play boy (boy) And you, you a different hue, you a Playboy (boy) I came up believing, knee is deep in the bleeding to keep 'em they bop us The culture many for more than me breathing I'm seeing this to sin to kill a man But for you mumble rappers God might undеrstand [Chorus: Demi Demaree & Bukshot] We ain't going out like that We ain't going out likе that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out [Verse 2: Bukshot] I done told you I'm not the one, Kingpin Run up on you with a gun Make 'em bleed, I'm here to take bets Collect debts and I'm here to make threats Took a break now I'm back on the block Loyal to the mob and I can't be bought Leave no trace so I can't be caught You can never take a gain back we fought Hands covered in mud You can never hide a face splattered in blood Did my dirt, made my own plugs Don't forget a face when they show no love Before I confess my sins Give a little lesson I call revenge On this journey we've come to the end Bring pain and I'm not yo friend [Chorus: Demi Demaree & Bukshot] We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out [Verse 3: Turncoat Dirty] Murder murder murder, kill kill kill I ain't going out until the last drop spill Blood on my hands and flesh in my grill Ask the last guy that try to test my will They wanna see me panic in dramatic kind of fashion But I just got a habit of erratic manic slashing Eyes on the prize be the last one to fall Listen to their cries, heathens got 'em all Fucking with a monster, just made a mistake It's been a little minute since the last time I ate Charging like a bull when they open the gate Naw, I ain't ever full so I'm licking the plate So many think I'm playing when I'm saying "Don't try me" And I just say a prayer and that these haters wanna fight me I'm feeling irritated, go on scratch the itch But I ain't going out like a bitch, bitch [Chorus: Demi Demaree & Bukshot] We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out We ain't going out like that We ain't going out like that We ain't going out