[Verse 1]
Never duck another motherf**er, repeat it
Never duck another motherf**er, n***a better delete it
Put the cerebellum in k**er mode, for real a foe
Can never get with what a gorilla know
k**in' syllable feelin' ya biblical ritual
This sh**'ll get rid of ya pain, here in your pitiful game
This is political pain, deep in the pit of your brain
Let it rain with the unforgettable aim (Gunshot)
n***a lookin' for a spot to bust
Cause the homie that you k**ed meant a lot to us
But, instead of lookin' for a co*k to f**
k** a n***a like he was rockin' the swastika
You can do it, but you blew it, cause your mockin' up
Get your ride on, n***a is you rock or what?
Lots of luck, you really gonna need it, hella heated
Motherf**er let the Glock erupt, box him up
[Bridge]
I don't wanna be the one to get a millimeter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit 'em with another milla
Caught up in the middle, I'm a little sick and different
And I mean it when I said it, you remember that?
Hell motherf**in' yeah!
[Hook 1]
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a n***a like the Tecca Nina
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)
We don't ever stop and take a minute we (Just)
(Breathe) Hey son, what the f** are you duckin' from?
(Breathe) They come best to fight every f**in' one
(Breathe) Say some, punks bound to sell coke and guns
(Breathe) Sprayin' guns, might result in you bustin' some
(Breathe)
[Verse 2]
Never let a hatin' motherf**er see you sweat
Bleed the chest, don't need regret
I fun day caper, a Sunday paper, so I can read the rest
I can dig it, you can dig it, put a n***a in the grave
If you hate or penetrate a loop of love a n***a made
If you step up to me you would never benefit
n***a if I start it, I'mma finish it
Run up on a motherf**er, while he's f**in' a chick
Put a bullet in her head, while she's s**in' a dick
Wasn't a bit of evidence, baby it's irrelevant
You got it with your n***a that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain to everyone in your face with the bane, you very some
It's a motherf**in' shame we carry guns
If you don't your insane or very dumb
Tecca Nina's too rough (Too rough) too hard (Too hard)
Too tough (Too tough) you scarred (You scarred)
Cause a n***a know a motherf**in' round will spit
f**in' around with a k**er clown and sh**
[Hook 2]
If you really wanna do it, n***a
We can step into it
Put us up against some motherf**ers
And we runnin' through it
f** a n***a, buck a n***a
If he thinks he's a guerrilla
Meant it when I said it
You remember that (Yeah!)
Hell motherf**in' yeah!
[Hook 1]
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a n***a like the Tecca Nina
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)
We don't ever stop and take a minute we (Just)
(Breathe) Hey son, what the f** are you duckin' from?
(Breathe) They come best to fight every f**in' one
(Breathe) Say some, punks bound to sell coke and guns
(Breathe) Sprayin' guns, might result in you bustin' some
(Breathe)
[Verse 3]
Get sprayed by the Tec-9 hand gun, now I'm on the outrun
Flowin' up again and hot, cooked well done
f**in' with a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip, but they know I'm too motherf**in' hard
Deadly, tickin' like a time bomb
f**in' with me you would think you were in Vietnam
When I explode ain't nothin' left but remains
But those who were froze f**in' with a n***a insane
Mentally minded mad motherf**in' mad man
Out to attack, sinkin' punks like quicksand
Droppin' and poppin' any punk that buck
So bring a body bag if you wanna get f**ed up
There it is little b**h made n***a
Start runnin' when I'm playin' with the trigger
An Uzi, a 12-gauge it really don't matter
Many s**ers die when the shotgun scatter
From block to block, hood to hood, street to street
Boy you can't f** with me
So for those who told you to jump up and talk sh**
Admit you b**h, your little a** got lit
[Bridge]
[Hook 1]
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a n***a like the Tecca Nina
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)
We don't ever stop and take a minute we (Just)
(Breathe) Hey son, what the f** are you duckin' from?
(Breathe) They come best to fight every f**in' one
(Breathe) Say some, punks bound to sell coke and guns
(Breathe) Sprayin' guns, might result in you bustin' some
(Breathe)
[Outro]
That's beautiful
Ronnz from Berlin and sh**, hardcore cat
Blaze your weed to this
This is dedicated to my homeboy Walter Jefferson
W.J. Weed Capone n***a
If I ever breathe, if I ever live
sh** no more f**in' man
Believe this blunt I'm blazin'
And still listen to your kids
That's real sh**, n***a
Breathe