BRAkE

Duration

2:57

Genres

Alternative Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

bloody hands on my mouth, so you cant feed me now, feed me now no friends but i got that kin decode my cipher, i let you in my blood thicker than your skin (big ben i got my twin) you beg while i sip that gin no phallus but they call me king pin i pray before i sin, you suffer when i grin working hard in my tomb, remind me of the doom when kids they wana smoke crack/wit they guns in hands and you rhyme about your high but you neva gona come down you be be buried in the ground 2nd verse: black or white, we on that death row can you feel the tempo of my mind, it in the ghetto im feeling so damn fine maybe it that negro i know you don't drink that wine, so I don't swallow my head up high so the man think i am the sheriff & the kids call me the police cuz i rock them cuffs i see the girl acting bad, so i come and watch & her man start acting mad when he know im not here to make a threesome, mr. bumbaclot baby i came to say, yea - get up off of your man, get up off of your girl and teach me something cuz im a school girl baby, bang bang on my teeth my tongue hit gold when i speak x2 i snap when i see your trick slip grab her lip and i nip and i whip pound pound pound, base goddess (can you feel) im a heavyweight on this beat i don't dip baby don't you trip im about to braKe you prisoners free