Won Aze - Everyman 4 Himself lyrics

[Verse 1: Won Aze] [Verse 2: Lyrikile Trife] I know some of you mother f**ers never heard of me maybe some of your boys from your projects is probably down to murder me and if you get rushed to emergency i'm shooting n***as in surgery whisk you for your currency thugs beg for mercy when they squad fronts the outcome what! you find yourself stuffed in a car trunk i'll leave blue prints covered in shoe prints popping nuisance neighborhood nuisance murder your family for 2 cents my brains too dents from sniffing this coke get your sh** broke on a quick note you get a slit throat f**ing with l is just a big joke you say you thinga noma mother f**ing talk i'll bring the drama wet your block and let the cops finger dahmer if i shoot you i'm brainless but if you shoot me then your famous whats a mother f**er to do i'm not the type of cat you wanna play games with my f**ing arms are dangerous prey to god so long that i turn atheist its like ashes to ashes and dust to dust in cash we trust all we have is us Because people play for keeps in this game i take life's your rap games a crack game you roll snake eyes you shook like fake dice lyrikile be a way of life run up in your crib blast your kids and rape your wife i'm from a small place called n***a do or n***a die front its you and i get the note b**h you caused your own suicide [Hook: Won Aze, Lyrikile Trife] You all alone in these streets cousin every man for them self's in this land we be gunning