Death Wish (feat. DJ Muggs & MF DOOM)

Freddie Gibbs

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    This is the day of the dead
    An ancient tradition during which the deceased
    Are believed to return to their families

    Wrote this rhyme straight across, clown sure to take a loss
    You know they jealous if behind his back they ever say he soft
    Spin back around, quick! Confront 'em then they play it off
    Youngin the world is full of it, forge ahead, stay the course
    At the bar, who's buying?
    Been in the game so long, he can tell when dudes lying
    Sneaky pricks sure to get hit with a ball of spit (Spits)
    Nahhh, keeps his integrity all of it
    Must be too strong for tugging spirits
    Guess everything is fair in love and lust and lyrics
    Kinda fed suckers hide behind the bread
    To the point that the hammer be behind the head (Click click)
    Fire kid, bang, cocky sense of power, think they running shit
    By the hour, dissipating into nothingness
    Villain up in this bitch with a bottle, it's empty
    It won't go to waste, zero empathy

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    Yeah, yeah, ambulance is rushing you (yeah, woo), insurance paid deductibles (Yeah)
    Ninja Turtles backpack, 38 next to my Lunchables (Huh)
    Took 'em to the sweet suite (yeah), I made 'em drinks, no Dr. Huxtable
    Benzy got massage seats but a bitch can't get too comfortable
    My bottom line and my revenue
    Man, that's the only thing that ever resonates (Yep)
    Larry Fishburne, Deep Cover, hoe
    Sit back and watch a nigga medicate
    How the fuck is rehabilitation
    When you tossing youngins to the prison gates? (Yeah)
    I ain't kill him, I just shot him in the face
    But they gon' give me 20 if I violate
    Got that, nigga
    Might have to come out that mask if you snort a line of this
    Bitch, I'm half man, half cocaina
    In a pissy staircase serving gigas (Yeah)
    In a dirty kitchen cooking up some Tina
    Got it from a Mexican off Alameda (Woo)
    Told the homie we can swap it out
    He gave me two bricks for the two-seater
    Put a Steve Young in a two-liter
    Niggas having seizures, bitch, I'm through leaning (Yeah)
    I cannot afford to sleep out on these streets
    Niggas have you on the news leaking
    Put a nigga face up on the news station
    Wanna TMZ me eating tortellini
    Maserati Ghibli, sent your hoe to see me
    I'm the Don, call me Freddie Gandolfini
    Nigga, what, nigga

    Zero empathy

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    Composición: DJ Muggs

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