Gangsta (Death Is Certain)

Lyrics

[Intro: Royce da 5'9"] Yeah, yeah, yeah [Hook: Royce da 5'9"] Gangsta The way he carries himself Made man more concerned with wealth than he is his health Gangsta He pumps like 24/7 just to get to heaven and pump some mo' Gangsta Heavyweight paper Heart of a lion that beats longer than every pacemaker Yeah, we ridin', we gon' die foolin' Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta [Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"] I'mma put this straight I'm not gon' threaten you with hooks if you look this way I'm not gon' write no songs so please don't think That since sometimes I'm quiet that I bite my tongue 'Cause I will slice you punks with knives that come with teeth So leave with life as long as come in peace I'm the protocol of all the street rules Soldiers, ballers please, I know all I'm goin' all out - for everything I believe in Niggas bleed behind things that I know about (yeah) Hear me roar Feel me nigga; naw fuck that, feel me more And whoever sayin' fuck me can suck it, we can bang I done came a long way from "U Can't Touch Me" (nigga) [Hook: Royce da 5'9"] Gangsta I'm ridin', I am gon' die foolin' Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta The way he carries himself Made man more concerned with wealth than he is his health Gangsta He pumps like 24/7 just to get to heaven and pump some mo' Gangsta Heavyweight paper Heart of a lion that beats longer than every pacemaker Yeah, we ridin', we gon' die foolin' Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta [Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"] My swagger's crazy We can forget your momma ever had a baby Reachers; I don't care who the fuck you is Keep yo' hands to yourself, I will cut yo' limbs off Sixty shots'll quickly hit you Pop Dixie Chicks of rap, piss me off! (yeah) Yeah, I'm strictly Pesci - you hear me: a made man I would rather you fear me than to have you respect me (yeah) The TEC's good Jamming's always out the question, call me Suge' of the Midwest wood (yeah) The part of the poem that's deep He will blast you after he's had a glass of Bacardi Limon (yeah) Let's get it on, I'm strictly the classic rap You know it's on, soon as you rip off the plastic (yeah) BLOAW! [Hook: Royce da 5'9"] I'm ridin', I am gon' die foolin' Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta The way he carries himself Made man more concerned with wealth than he is his health Gangsta He pumps like 24/7 just to get to heaven and pump some mo' Gangsta Heavyweight paper Heart of a lion that beats longer than every pacemaker Yeah, we ridin', we gon' die foolin' Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta [Interlude] He knows his gun and his knife Gangsta More than he knows his son and his wife Gangsta Always huntin' niggas, never hunted Gangsta You can bet eleven-hundred - he is [Verse 3: Cutty Mack] (Yeah) As ignorant as it gets Cutthroat - the calmest person niggas, push me shits (yeah) Bawlin' over, the quickest to snap I'll break you then shake your soul, deliver you back To the hood that raised you, bruise and mace ya Lose your face through picture glass, break and waste ya I'm the essence of the use of violence Move in silence, hunt you, then I'll close your eyelids (close) I'm goin' all out - my enemies on they knees Harder I squeeze, bullets'll leave your brains out (back up!) Gangsta Watch me move I'll speak the language of heat, plus I'm good with the tools (yeah) So whoever wanna hit me, come quickly Nothing to lose, I'm no bitch nigga, please come get me - killa [Hook: Royce da 5'9"] Gangsta I'm ridin', I am gon' die foolin' Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta The way he carries himself Made man more concerned with wealth than he is his health Gangsta He pumps like 24/7 just to get to heaven and pump some mo' Gangsta Heavyweight paper Heart of a lion that beats longer than every pacemaker Yeah, we ridin', we gon' die foolin' Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta [Outro] He got yo' motherfuckin' number! Gangsta! Though yo' life is second to his Gangsta! You still gon' die first Gangsta He's a motherfuckin' gangsta! (yeah)