Still Reporting

Lyrics

[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen (Ladies and gentlemen) Allow me to bare my soul (It's the God, respect it) 2-5 shit All is fair in love Sunken treasures Love's a crazy game This one right here, it's for all the fallen soldiers Two people vow to stay Love is love In love as one they say Respect it But all is changed with time [Verse 1] A gangster's dream, a Fed's nightmare To a hood near you, we right there Projects, where the wolves bleed Slugs fuck up your thug walk, slow up your speed Yo Kafirun, Mahdi, Munafiqun 2-5, we on a deadline, niggas stay tuned I write with a lifeless pain, thug with a righteous brain Covenant, spit at the government with a sniper's aim Overall, I splash over y'all Thugs rep my doctrine, like the final call Blood type Israelite, I got aura I fall back and write surah, then spit Torah World going in flames like Sodom and Gomorrah Till my blood stop flowing, heart stop beating Till they lay me down in the earth, I stop breathing Energy pass through other forms, I'm not leaving [Chorus] Yo, still reporting,.QB, we gonna put it down Yo, we putting in work, my hood will spray rounds Echo through the projects, you hear the loud sound Fall back, honor the God, that's how we get down Still reporting, QB, we gonna put it down We putting in work, my hood will spray rounds Echo through the projects, you hear the loud sound Fall back, honor the God, that's how we get down [Verse 2] I hug block 'til I hug sky, the slugs fly Screw bitch, read palm, said I violently die Fuck that, I ain't even got the time to look back Exotic gunplay, methodically I spit my MAC Yo, Queensbridge, the new Egypt My science is the best secret, I leave niggas paraplegic Yo, it's fucked up when you need machines to breathe with I settle wars, wrap your turban on some creep shit Watch who you do your dirt with Who you sleep with Get your heads, get they kids back telling secrets To the thieves, amphibians my enemies Rock army fatigues and lay up in the trees Spray that ass down with rounds all in they knees .40 cal produce weight, you not balling Elohim cowards get to screaming and crawling Open fiery pits you have that ass falling Creep ass nigga [Outro] The road you leave behind Ahead lies mystery But all is fair in love I had to go away A writer takes his pen To write the words again