I'ma born k**er, you're face to face with Scarface
You tried to ice an X, but thats a motherf**in waste
Your schools f**ed up G
And your momma shoulda warned ya about a n***a like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherf**er black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
Lets take it to the streets and I'mma bring it to your a** G
I'm commin from the heart son
And I don't take no sh**, but I'm about to start some
Now which one a you hoes wanna jump
If you got static, then get it off your chest punk
Cause I ain't bar none
If you're feelin lucky then go ahead and get cha some
I ain't with this f**ed sh**
If ya ain't in trick, then get your a** in ya trunk b**h
Cause I'm about to square it off
Hit ya a** in the chest with the tech and try to tear it off
Send you back to mommy, its a plastic
And hadda b**h out huntin for a casket
I'm on the for realla tilla my nilla
I'm a born k**a
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I'ma born k**a
Born
k**a
"Don't f** with me"
My momma did her part
But it ain't her fault that I was born with out a heart
In other words I'm heartless dude
I don't love me, how the f** I'mma love you?
Thats right, you guessed it
I'm legally insane, marked mannick depressive
I'm takin all types a medication
To keep me out the mood of premeditatin
Yo, the log around my lone is worse
I'm havin thoughts of k**in me, but I'm k**in you first
Mr. Kindness talks but I don't listen
A victim of society f**ed by the system
My whole life's been a see saw
I'm up one day, down and out on tomorrow
Right now I'm even more upset
Some sh** that happened to me that I don't think I'll ever forget
You think I'll let it die, but I ain't
It ain't because I want to, its because I can't
I'mma getcha but I ain't goin into it
Cause ain't nothin to it but to do it
See it ain't no sweat to me
Cause in the fo place, you f**ed up the minute that you stepped to me
I'm not your average dealer
I'mma born k**a
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Now I'm livin where I can cause I'm homeless
Can't make point calls cause I'm phoneless
I ain't, I'm starvin duke
I can't go to mommas house cause mommas starvin too
Better grab that 12 gauge
Cause thats the only way a n***az gonna get paid
I'm on my way to my old bank
They know me real good and they don't think that I'd gank
Had my gun in my trenchcoat
Now getcha a** on the floor
And don't think about pushin that panic switch
I'm gettin paid and you're gettin k**ed b**h
Take notes to the message I gave ya
Ya dyin ho and can't nothin save ya
I'm doin bad, so I'm goin bad
Huh, and you never expected that from Brad
But theres a lotta things pressin me
And ain't the n***a to let the mortredresser dressin me
So I'm comin out winnin
100,000 in the case now I'm comin out grinnin
But the sh** didn't flow smooth
The security guard had to run and pulla hoe move
He reached for his pistol
The 12 gauge went "BOOM" shoulda heard that motherf**er whistle
Hit him in his chest
Now which one a you motherf**ers in here wanna die next?
Nobody made a move
And I got away smooth
And thats how it is n***a
I spared a couple a lives, but I'm still a born k**a
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