作词 : Tobe Nwigwe/D Smoke

作曲 : Tobe Nwigwe/D Smoke

Oou

Look, coast to coast my approach to the quotes ain't the most grandiose

But to commodes, I'm still the hot caca

Top shottas and Glock poppers, know I spit hot lava

In hopes to hear a verse that may can stop trauma

Or at least ease the pain

'Cause where I'm from kappas don't flip cane, drug dealers do

And if it just so happen that you hear some cappin'

And your partners let it rain, you a killer too

You know, guilty by association

Flow filthy, how I'm still me yet forgo degradin'

The ones who hold the essence of maternity

Fervently, use my vocal chords to show you currency

Is low-key found in respect for women

Not having hoes in line like connect 4, ouu

Aw, hell nah, let that hoe sit

Look, I pray you peep the fact that I'm genuine

And allow the sentiments of my sentences to take root

'Cause I don't weave these bars for the Benjamins

I do it for the villainous gentlemen that chase loot

In hopes to fill a void of fulfillment, the illness

That fills us can often be healed by stillness

In the presence of the one who focuses on lames

And lepers all the same, but ain't 'bout fortune or no fame, hold up

'Cause it ain't about no fortune

But I pray you get yo' bread (Bread)

'Cause this block ain't hot, it's scorchin' (Scorchin')

And they comin' for yo' head

So you best duck (So you best duck)

Or get out the way (Or get out the way)

'Cause it ain't luck ('Cause it ain't luck)

When them choppas spray (When them choppas spray)

It's headshots (Shots, shots)

Ouu, ouu, ouu, ouu, ouu, ouu, headshots (Shots, shots)

I don't want to get hit by headshots

Super

As I walk through the valley where they shower (Shower)

Rain down bullets by the hour

I sang loud unafraid, let it bang out

Why fire 'cause they cutting off yo' router?

Ayayay, life'll throw you little spice like a Thai fried rice

I can show you how to be the light when it's night night for the opposition (Uh)

Be on my Mekhi Phife, paid me in full, I'm out the kitchen

With gourmet dishes (Yeah), four-course verses (Uh)

Spit this 'til I'm more hoarse than a saddle

'Cause I ride for my homies that I slid in them hearses ()

Gone too soon, wearing locs in the church (Yeah)

While my tears still fell down my cheeks

On the surface we angry

Can't show folks that we hurtin'

Took action, an infraction led to a misdemeanor

Now you askin' the judge, "is it worth it?"

Purple leaves with crystal beads

You roll up trees to medicate pain for the moment

You po' up shots to slow up thoughts

Of loading shells into barrels with yo' veins full of Cognac

Sittin' wonderin' where you went wrong at

Then you get a call, where the phone at?

Voice on the other side says, "come home, baby"

You ain't alone, it's time to win yo' soul back

'Cause it ain't about no fortune

And I pray you get yo' bread (Bread)

'Cause this block ain't hot, it's scorchin' (Scorchin')

And they coming for yo' head

So you best duck (So you best duck)

Or get out the way (Or get out the way)

'Cause it ain't luck ('Cause it ain't luck)

When them choppas spray (When them choppas spray)

It's headshots (Shots, shots)

Ouu, ouu, ouu, ouu, ouu, ouu, it's headshots (Shots, shots)

I don't want to get hit by headsh