Gangsta Blac Lyrics
Gangsta Blac Lyrics
"Scared Of Me Lyrics"
Tell Myself Goodbye Lyrics
These words roll of my tongue like second nature. But I’m far from my womb, and you know I’m far from you. So when do I come back to you? Was this already written or have I fallen so far? I can’t tell the light from the dark. I can’t tell the light from the dark I thought you had me forever. But I’m sure you thought the same about me. And I’m sorry, so
These words roll of my tongue like second nature. But I’m far from my womb, and you know I’m far from you. So when do I come back to you? Was this already written or have I fallen so far? I can’t tell the light from the dark. I can’t tell the light from the dark I thought you had me forever. But I’m sure you thought the same about me. And I’m sorry, so
Hook (2x):
I, I, I think they scared of me [call the police...]
I, I, I think they scared of me [call the police...]
I think they scared of me [call the police...]
[Call the police and tell them watch your back]
I think they scared of me
[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac]
Shit walkin' through some razor blades, JB help me find my way
Taylor B done slipped and made a poet wid a babyface
Mastermind wid plenty game, shattered wid no sinners man
Campin' lyrical out the deal just waitin' on some money man
Screeler check my afterburn, shit I just had an ooze
Made a quick maneuvre to enchance the dance I'm used to do
Split up all your fuckin' word, cut dem from all in your back
Platinum on my stat and trimmin' joanin' diamonds Gangsta Blac
K-C-D we're P-A-D, K-C I
Save The Children Lyrics
This is a hidden track right after "Nan's Song", on Escapology. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Things got weird Like a three year old with a beard Like a vision of Britney Spears Like a tuna always seared Do you like it a lot? Guess what's on the clock? I'd rather fanny about on a yacht Stop staring at the starsthink it's over wit
Three Six grinnin' tap it up an artifact of rockin' shit
Hate this shit, slap this bitch, dis the bitch just like it is
'Quipped wid gamers think they doin' favours tryna knock a nig
In this for a meal ticket, ain't no time I gotta kick it
But when this is over and I smile you cannot get about,
Whoopin' lookin' thuggin' muggin' trillin' will,
Blast and blastin', if you scared,
Call the police and tell them watch your back
Hook (2x)
[Verse 2]
I keep my lyrics clocked on safety down to punish niggas daily
Down to get off in your shit, bumpin' real hard like dicks
?How been it? can't fuck wit me, playa a capital P
Light that ass man where's the fire, dangerous wid M-I-C
Technical diffi-culty, bump me out nigga no please
Pass m
I am the bitch made nigga killa,
I can't stop til I make screeler nigga, go fuck around nigga,
Cut up sideways deal wid my way nigga rock the town
Stand my ground, romp around, nigga get 'em down,
Easily, we'll agree muh'fuckin' what they said
Bloody red from your head, yeh I think they scared
Nigga you scared cause when I blast your whole team fled
Me and my niggas and glocks gon' leave your body soakin' wet,
Kick, in, the, door, wit the 4-4,
Terrified when I creep, from, the back hoe
[Verse 3: Gangsta Blac]
Kickin' down doors, peelin' wood up out the floor
Doin' shows and fuckin' hoes, Taylor Babies and some Mo
Father figure for a nigga daddy had to lay them low
Clearly pushin' information like the
Mentally I say disturb, troubled brain in this man
I ain't out to please, nah motherfucka in this game
Just a fact and not a act, fuck wit claimin' but do you,
Do the same chain gang, know my name, through and through
Mr.Blac, on a mission takin' time, droppin' rhyme
Thumpin' bumpin' backroom jumpin' sumthin' sumthin' for your mind
No Versace straight up thug, no Cristal, drink a bub
Like tonight maybe the mic gon' hype and place 'em where they were
Dreamin' schemin' life ain't right, every word done miss a beat
Pen and papers once I got them halloweens and trick or treats
Nigga uhh, nigga what, give a fuck, on tv,
Gimme one, for some terror motherfucker he wid me
Hook (til fade with different scratches and variations)
This is a hidden track right after "Nan's Song", on Escapology. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Things got weird Like a three year old with a beard Like a vision of Britney Spears Like a tuna always seared Do you like it a lot? Guess what's on the clock? I'd rather fanny about on a yacht Stop staring at the stars
Three Six grinnin' tap it up an artifact of rockin' shit
Hate this shit, slap this bitch, dis the bitch just like it is
'Quipped wid gamers think they doin' favours tryna knock a nig
In this for a meal ticket, ain't no time I gotta kick it
But when this is over and I smile you cannot get about,
Whoopin' lookin' thuggin' muggin' trillin' will,
Blast and blastin', if you scared,
Call the police and tell them watch your back
Hook (2x)
[Verse 2]
I keep my lyrics clocked on safety down to punish niggas daily
Down to get off in your shit, bumpin' real hard like dicks
?How been it? can't fuck wit me, playa a capital P
Light that ass man where's the fire, dangerous wid M-I-C
Technical diffi-culty, bump me out nigga no please
Pass m
Behind Unseen Walls Lyrics
How far have I driven myself from that security I once tasted? I thought I was so much closer to grasping certainty Waiting for what I've seen to be taken away from me Inside I hide alone and undefined A fear breeds as I'm not received leaving a lack of trust While wanting and wishing for a hand of purity to hold As you are always pushing me you are always pushing me We're just
e some ah that green weed, I show you how buck I be,How far have I driven myself from that security I once tasted? I thought I was so much closer to grasping certainty Waiting for what I've seen to be taken away from me Inside I hide alone and undefined A fear breeds as I'm not received leaving a lack of trust While wanting and wishing for a hand of purity to hold As you are always pushing me you are always pushing me We're just
I am the bitch made nigga killa,
I can't stop til I make screeler nigga, go fuck around nigga,
Cut up sideways deal wid my way nigga rock the town
Stand my ground, romp around, nigga get 'em down,
Easily, we'll agree muh'fuckin' what they said
Bloody red from your head, yeh I think they scared
Nigga you scared cause when I blast your whole team fled
Me and my niggas and glocks gon' leave your body soakin' wet,
Kick, in, the, door, wit the 4-4,
Terrified when I creep, from, the back hoe
[Verse 3: Gangsta Blac]
Kickin' down doors, peelin' wood up out the floor
Doin' shows and fuckin' hoes, Taylor Babies and some Mo
Father figure for a nigga daddy had to lay them low
Clearly pushin' information like the
Love To Be Wanted Lyrics
Well I get suspicious girl and I guess I shouldn't be Your dressin' up to kill is killin' me When you start turnin' heads it turns me inside out Well I ain't a jealous man but I got a doubt And I gotta find out Chorus Do you love to be wanted or want to be loved When you let your hair down and push comes to shove Is all that I have always enough Do you love to be w
y hatin' on that joanWell I get suspicious girl and I guess I shouldn't be Your dressin' up to kill is killin' me When you start turnin' heads it turns me inside out Well I ain't a jealous man but I got a doubt And I gotta find out Chorus Do you love to be wanted or want to be loved When you let your hair down and push comes to shove Is all that I have always enough Do you love to be w
Mentally I say disturb, troubled brain in this man
I ain't out to please, nah motherfucka in this game
Just a fact and not a act, fuck wit claimin' but do you,
Do the same chain gang, know my name, through and through
Mr.Blac, on a mission takin' time, droppin' rhyme
Thumpin' bumpin' backroom jumpin' sumthin' sumthin' for your mind
No Versace straight up thug, no Cristal, drink a bub
Like tonight maybe the mic gon' hype and place 'em where they were
Dreamin' schemin' life ain't right, every word done miss a beat
Pen and papers once I got them halloweens and trick or treats
Nigga uhh, nigga what, give a fuck, on tv,
Gimme one, for some terror motherfucker he wid me
Hook (til fade with different scratches and variations)