Meek Mill - 2006 Meek Mill Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Dat n***a Lil] You know ima talk my sh** Cause I can walk my sh** Since my boy died, the 4-5 is what I'm walking with 5 bullets we talking quick Every track I get on I burn it down I'm an arsonist And my flow is the awesomest You can tell if I'm there when them L's in the air That junk is like a skunk with the tail in the air That stank, yeah that gank got my eyes to the back Like six ounces [?] and that nine on my lap I live inside of the trap Stuck in a puzzle, no pieces to map This sh** is really way deeper than that This sh** get deeper than rap n***a I'm hungry you can hear the way I speak in my track If I can't school you then I'm leaving you back Like thick b**hes with the weave to the back I tell you one time only we gon' leave it at that Because I live in the place of the highest murder rates And the b**hes set a n***a up for a murder date Sippin' on that sizzurp, talking with a slizzurp Connected in these streets like a motherf**ing kizzurp You bumping on that izzurp, say that then B-H we straight one eight, don't play that sh** If your eyes on me, then my eyes on you Take your eyes off me before my guys on you If that gun on me, I'll hold one on you I will co*k homie and put some shots on you I swear to God homie, you need your God with you Cause if my squad with me, they gon' ride on you You can't survive homie, he ain't alive he through Telling y'all, hammer gon' bang you like a nail through the wall My whole life n***as blood then I fall I'm not Jada so I don't ask why I'm on some sh** like a fly I put my spliff to the sky For all my n***as that died The way we was living the tradition Ima keep it alive.. (Check.. Check, Listen) [Verse 2: Meek Millz] I'm ambitious and hungry These damn b**hes is on me For grands, we'll hit ya homie My man'll creep up on em' With 20 up in his 40 Canning these n***as on me My homie is like my army They grimy, thirsty, and starving Watching over my target Waiting up for this dude The chopper under my armpit Waiting for him to move I'm in my groove like Stella when she got it back It's Meek Milly, Bloodhound n***a holla back I said Meek Mill terrible, Flow unbearable Cause I break bricks and throw shells like Mario Try snitching on me, I'ma bury you Family or not, like a rock Ima handle you I'm talking air you out, 4-4 clear it out For all you lil' ratting motherf**ers better hear me out I bring them cannons out Cause I ain't tryna fight, I got a pound that sound like a quarter stick of dynamite I'm in the kitchen with a pitcher of that china white Tryna whip it, hit it harder than a Tyson right Back to the basement with it, n***as basic with it I f** hoes, y'all chase them b**hes It's a difference with me, ain't no b**hin with me Cause I just copped the pound with the laser with it To erase a n***a, if he jump outta pocket, I grab it, jump out and co*k it, and make him come out his pockets We smoke and drink liquor for all the real n***as that we lost out here, man it's hard out here I make it and i'll make it till tomorrow out here Cause time is ticking, and n***as is getting offed out here Man I'm lost out here, this can't be life I took the wrong turn left, cause this can't be right No this can't be like the way I thought it was gonna be Cause I done see a couple youngins caught it before me They dying everyday, bullets flying every way What the f** is going on, but we can get it on Cause we ridin' everyday on the top just selling ye Dishing rocks, ditching cops just to make it through the storm Until I'm gone, Ima hustle from the muscle, cause I learned only n***as that survive is the strong n***as come on, can't complain now it's the life we chose Only life we know... You can take a look in my eyes and see inside, its a devil in me He told me lay a n***a down if he ever tempt me So if I die it's my time n***a evidently