Unreleased* lyrics
by Royce Da 5'9"
Lyrics from snippet
[Verse 1]
I instantly started to cry, like my b*tch will do
Time in the prison, to me sounds kind of difficult
Losin' my mind to confinement is on my temple
While I'm gettin' accused of a crime that I didn't do
Crime that I didn't do
I didn't do
[Chorus]
It's definitely [?] against me on this one (What?)
Petty people is against me on this one (What?)
The devil is definitely on this one
I say the devil is against me on this one
[?]
They got my face on the evening news (Ooh)
Why they gotta play me like I am fool
My closе friends start to swtich views
Convicted of a crimе that I didn't do
[Verse 2]
Born gangsta, already [?]
Always keep it automatic at my-
All I listen to is [?]
Pound seller, I don't barter, I don't borrow never
[?]
I don't argue, I don't tongue wrestle
Far as I'm concerned, pus*y gon' come
So I don't ask for non' sh*t, I just undress you
[?] same sh*t, bodies in the ditch
I don't shop for clothes, I make n*ggas strip
I don't lock and load, I just aim and click
I make sure my sh*t stay off the safety like [?] kids
You wanna test somebody? Oh, this ain't it
I kill everybody in this b*tch
I gotta go to court tomorrow for a cold case
Over that time I took my shotgun, tied it to my other shotgun
And I killed that motherf*cker over road rage
With my homemade 24 gauge
All I do for fun is blow [?]
[?] go to gun rage with my arm braids
The perfect [?] n*gga, five minutes
It's a wild feelin' bein' outta eye with the DIA
Knowin' I did it