Its fa sho fa sho Some o yall need ta slow ya roll Walkin one way to a dead end And the rules dont bend [Sevin] Sit back and listen to the words of the weathered Perform to this storm and I swarm with birds of a feather How much longer until your zone gets lit? How many shots can you dodge till your dome gets split? Think about it every action brings a consequence The grave has a way of swallowin your confidence Your hearts always a little bigger inside your vest Every man is hardcore till he dies a slow death Yes I suggest that you chill young hog Life has a potential to get ill young hog Ugh, and when the beef is in your grill young hog What you gone turn to? Instead youre still young hog You sacrifice your freedom for the next mans game But death is a hex that your vest cant tame Aint no escapin that 6 footdrop Betta receive the messiah and submit yo spot Satans got it locked somethin strange in this world Got us thinkin Aint no need for change in this world Yet Im seein souls get hanged in this world So much pain in this world, you smooth to get slain in this world Street passion, got the heat blastin, so far out ya mind ya relapsin Aint no second chances in the eyes of a thug He surrendered his blood, through his generous love So what? Chorus Its fa sho fa sho Some o yall need ta slow ya roll Walkin one way to a dead end And the rules dont bend [Carlo Roe] Its stone cold Its livin in the ghetto Just the penalties Surrounded like a body cast Wickedness encouraged me Animosity causes tragedy But costly, John 316 proves my father never lost me Dropped the cage on this animal that filled me with lead Got a cut above my eye from me and evil clashin heads Code red No proposition as the enemy fled I turned the other cheek as my ink collided with lead And its fa sho some o yall need ta slow ya roll I know the 5 plus 4 got you scared to let it go But whoa Theres another way to a better day When I fell away I had ta pay On the streets I lay Nowhere to stay molded like some clay For today it aint about the papa play Feel it in my heart from Sac back to The Bay I puts it down leavin Midwest Style up in the West Coast My intention dismissin quicker submission for those that sleep on us The rules dont bend, when you cross the game like a chessboard The Lord holds me down at the point of the ball beneath the floorboard Import an Escort, when I quote unda oath What I just said is done and thats fa sho fa sho Ugh Chorus Its fa sho fa sho Some o yall need ta slow ya roll Walkin one way to a dead end And the rules dont bend [Sevin Welcome to my nightmare Scraps from the heart Pumpin unison The sickness is the quickest The shooters gun is considered the truest one Whats so bad about cowards with nothin to lose Bustin tools with other fools tradin light for some shoes I suggest you check my history Cuz ever since he Christened me Me and my infantry Have cracked the walls of sinistry From Sactown to Sicily What a cold day it will be when I let temptation chisel me I put this on the ministry Cant nobody minus me Demons get crushed violently Your highness be the finest G in this rap dynasty Learnin G the furnace be earnestly concernin me Serpents be surfacin Money wont determine me cuz currency wont purchase yo eternity Last days be holdin that street court When they cut the speech short Then they resort to let the heat torch Then they deport, report to they resort Lifes a game till ya lose ya own homeboy Now Im in a whole different zone homeboy Its a hard lesson to learn So firm For lack of a better term you slip nonconcerned and get burned Chorus Its fa sho fa sho Some o yall need ta slow ya roll Walkin one way to a dead end And the rules dont bend
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