Lyrics

[Intro: Duccie] He did that and made it back He living what y'all rap about He living testimony of a gangster Testimony of a Loc Nah, that's real spill, though, yeah [Verse 1: X-Raided] I'm a savage beast, animal on the mic, I'll maul y'all X-Raided tripping again, nigga it's y'all fault, all y'all Fuck what y'all rapping 'bout, choke until they tapping out but ain't no referee here to call it off I heard there's gang members out there tryna kill me I heard it's "eye for an eye" but bitch I could still see Put a hole in your head like a lowercase g Be in the fetal position, cannonball, holding your knees, yeah That's a vivid image, visualizе it is dark and hell is hot, you niggas have been invited Words comе right out of my soul, I don't even sit and write it I just hear the beat and get excited You can get obliterated if you'd like Or get it in my sight and get sniped Time for you to die, have a long kiss goodnight, muah You either get right or get left, or get left then get right And I ain't talking 'bout took when I say your bitch'll get swiped [Chorus: X-Raided] It's a sticky situation Bitches plotting, niggas hating I been running out of patience dealing with the temptations Lord, give me restraint I'd be crying if I wasn't busy laughing all the way to the bank It's a sticky situation Bitches plotting, niggas hating I been running out of patience dealing with the temptations Lord, give me restraint They was sleeping on a nigga, now they realize that was a mistake [Verse 2: X-Raided] Get money, fuck haters, fuck doubters, fuck traitors Soon as God give you favor, watch 'em all get the vapors He keep telling you he real, I guarantee you he a faker She smiling at every nigga in the room, you need to shake her One minute they doubted us, next minute they proud of us We kept it to ourselves until the music brought it out of us I tell my brothers to forgive their family members All the skeptics gon' see their success and then they gon' remember How they whispered about us and tried to say we wouldn't get it done Now we pulling off on that ass like a hit and run Yeah, I came home without a dollar and dream A scholar and a King, my reception wasn't pleasant They tried to say I need get a job as if my thoughts was just a scheme Nobody gave me a crown 'cause they saw me as a peasant Forgive 'em because they know not what they do If I stayed home I'd go broke and prove 'em true If I hit the road I'm neglecting my obligations If those are my choices then I'm choosing my occupation, period [Chorus: X-Raided] It's a sticky situation Bitches plotting, niggas hating I been running out of patience dealing with the temptations Lord, give me restraint I'd be crying if I wasn't busy laughing all the way to the bank It's a sticky situation Bitches plotting, niggas hating I been running out of patience dealing with the temptations Lord, give me restraint They was sleeping on a nigga, now they realize that was a mistake [Outro: Duccie] Man, I'm talking 'bout.. years of this Thirty plus years, though He gave a lot of us this game Real spill That's one of them ones, mane Still going, still gassing How many people you could say doing that right now? There's Baby Jesus, mane And that's Jesus, man He died for this shit and came back, man And that's the realest shit you gon' get, man And I'm just so happy that you're here right now Taking 'bout from being a mentor from behind bars, though I'm talking 'bout still blessing our game from behind the walls, though X, they don't hear me, man They don't hear me Bloc Star, trick!