(Intro)
Blame me
And Hate me
Blame me blame me blame
And hate me
Blame me
And Hate me
Blame me blame me blame
And hate me
(KiL - Verse 1)
Like a six eight
Backwards
So much smoke
I need pass out
Nah we ain't displaying no Manners
Praying them broads would make me feel handsome
Scene cuts to solve em no matter
& Tell the police you going to need backup
We just see to need you after
All the commotion meets compassion
That Hard work
Artwork
God works
U are worth
That pot of gold
Down Yellow brick road
Like u my Beyoncé
Let's have a Encore
Based on that crunk
Sound love surface
Take u right out
& never recover
Hate how u want play
She the queen of the southern
Ghetto as sh*t but i f*ck wit it
Murder the scene out in public
Poppin out the coverage
All eyez on us & sh*t
Giving them goosebumps
I could think twice about the sh*t
I didn't make out no counterfeit
What's my favorite word ??? (b*tch !)
Feel me ?
Save the world
Baby love my baby girl
She Hold me down
Like anchor
& just to reiterate
n*gga I'll be around
Just lit of the insulators
Yea we gon burn the f*cking jail down
(Chorus)
Heal the surface
Build the soul (yea)
It may hurt , but you know
I'm here to say
I'm here to state
That knowledge is a burden
Knowledge is a curse oh Lord
(KiL - Verse 2)
Blame me
Im' a
Trill young n*gga
Get the grammar , right
Isn't this here a different genre ? God damn
Send me nude pics
Switching channels
Swerving , pill let's get
To sipping cognac
Cold lets chill & get pneumonia
Lights off
& u said u would find it
Nice watch can't tell
What the time is
Nights all thru hailing diamonds
Ain't he serving
Ain't he working
Painting murals
New Picasso
With the shade
Minuke & blanco
Hit that blonka
And you know then , then
It's still mi ca su casa
& thats that really sir
Lu Rawls bout to feel the hurt
Defend the inner safe
Light steel to murk
(Bridge)
Cause of hard work
Hard work
Artwork
God works
U are worth
That pot of gold
Down Yellow brick road
Like u my Beyoncé
Let's have a Encore
Based bout that crunk
Sound love surface
Take u right out
& never recover
Hate how u want play
(Chorus)
Heal the surface (She the queen of the southern)
Build the soul, yea (Ghetto as sh*t but i f*ck wit it)
It may hurt , but you know (Murder the scene out in public)
I'm here to say (Poppin out the coverage)
I'm here to state (All eyez on us & sh*t)
That knowledge is a burden (Giving them goosebumps)
Knowledge is a curse oh Lord (This here ain't regular)
Wit the sh*t go tell em girl
Tell the world