4th25 - f**em lyrics

[Verse 1] I hear is momma cryin But I still scream f**em Unload my magazine on this buster That's how I say f**em You know we don't trust em Let them all lie dead in a dirt bed With a bullet in his head Rest in peace to all my soldiers Got a lot on my head Now turn the combinations To release my thoughts Im fed up with all this Save the word talk Right heres were the f**em starts And the piece stops f**em If he ain't got no food f**em If he ain't got no shoes Cause I Got everything to live for He got nothing to lose… f**em I know my thoughts are not fair But im fighting for my country And I, wonder sometimes If my country even cares But f**em If he pull that trigger once Man he'll do it again So when he ran out a bullets put the weapon down He must a thought the violence was gon end f**em k**em alls what my heart say So my finger gladly replies With a 5.56, or a 7.62 Right between his eyes f**em 5 to 55 (what) my bullets don't discriminate So if you think that im wrong Get me outta here You can gladly take my place f**em [Chorus] This is war round here When we see um f**em Everybody on the streets When we see um f**em They callin cease fires But they keep firin f**em I got no love for them p**y n***as here f**em They trying to see us all dead over here f**em But I ain't trying to get bled over here f**em They even look like they bout to do something Lay em down put 50 rounds in they stomach f**em [Verse 2] Started off kinda professional But now this sh** is personal n***as learn when red crosses And sirens come to they rescue And its always getting serious When hot barrels get pointed at you Don't give a f** about yalls lives Now that im guarding mine more careful Treat everyday just the like the first day Examples can be made out you And any day could be your last day And experience won't help you And I'll be damned if im scared Cause me runnin is not an issue And just think Somebody at the crib might miss you Wish your wife and children Wishin For you stepped they woulda kissed you When all that be said is daddy died Bein a damn fool If you got nothing to lose Take a chance when convoys ride thru 50 cals and 240's Like 360's and quarter miles dude And its, always getting serious Just thought I would remind you n***as thought process delirious Not chancing what the next might do And I still don't think y'all hearin Even though y'all should find time to You can love us and never hate us And that's the bottom line dude [Verse 3] Just puttem on the same block with me Im poppin off till all 7 Of these magazines is empty No, they will not get me Though they've come close to hittin me So far they missed me Only managed to piss me off Now I react more quickly And I will never lay down Nor will anybody with me Keep my boots laced up Tighter than f**… lets go Till we dead in the street Or its time to come home Yeah we don held down the block 4 mof**ers strong And we don popped off a few times New we was dead wrong Wish they'd let god judgem Cause my judgement is off And though I try not to playem They hand me his role So in his image I judgem f**em they got to go No I ain't trying to be they jury But this is all they'll give me So in return all I can givem Is a vcerdict of guilty And carry out they sentence of d**h For they k** me they self They trying to dance with the devil But I only dance by myself… f**em