Razor - Dead Presidents 5 lyrics

[Intro] Fuego, Leggo Razor [Verse 1: Razor] Let me take it back to the Hard hittin, bar spittin Ready to ride like it's car driven For from kidding, Imma get it No I don't discriminate If you want it, come and get it Cuz I spit it how I live it And I'm livid and I paint it And it's vivid, no HD p**y n***as hate me Cuz I prefer the dogs My dogs to be exact, like precision Cut the sh** out like an incision, n***a Actin n***as be "Wiz"in, n***a So follow this brick road Though it's tolled, and cars get towed My sh** poppin like Crisco Early morning sk**et flame Been a renegade Pin a grenade to my back So when the back stabbers stabbing me They'll get just what they want... And blow up with me Just like Whitley And Dwayne Wayne It's so insane how we all live in a Different world But share pain Like T-Pain is contagious Attack the beat so tenacious I'm always a step ahead Can't tango with me, hoe Staring d**h in the face It's feeling like my feet froze Only d**h I'm ready to face Is them dead f**ing presidents Hoe n***as paying rent? Well I'm the permanent resident You just not working out Like a fat b**h, who say that she was Born that way Eat some f**ing corn today I can't take it You n***as fakin I'm never shook, cuz I'm shakin Any n***a that try and test me Like an A.C.T or S.A.T S.I.T I gotta train you dogs to listen And show you what ya bars are missin, AH Summer's mine The winter too Ask Jigga That's what winners do If life's a b**h Mine was born in June Cuz she got me heating up Like Tha Carter 2 But I'll always be Cold Like Jermaine, who maintained his Last name, after Hussein Learned he sold cane And he went into hiding In the middle East There he met Hiba Who prepared a feast On the Daley, no Richard More like Pryor with b**hes And Sadie just want a baby About them M's like she Haley That's a tough pill to swallow Like no water in the bottle Waddle off the full throttle And that's any day Aye baby, would you love me... If I was broke as a joke? And the punchline, is in crunchtime n***as walk around for lunchtime? Only thing in my pocket Is a dollar and a dream Them I started robbin n***as Cuz I just want that C.R.E.A.M I'm living in fear that thing will never Be the same, who could you blame For the cause of paranoia Build you up, to destroy ya I spring forward then I bounce Back, like a chiropractic Or a static addict in the attic Clingin when I'm at it Grab the big bat while I'm at it Cuz I'm back, b**h Back with an attitude Doing what I want, cuz I feel like it's sh** I gotta prove You ain't gotta tell me it's my time n***a Even the darkest hearts and souls got shine n***a