For A Few Dollars More lyrics

by

Tha God Fahim


[Verse]
Look in my eyes, you won't see no punk
Had to wear a gas mask for the machine gun funk (Dr-r-r!)
Uzis and pumps, up in broad day, just thump
Genocide, homicide, he must've thought I was punk
Now I gotta pain ya, so welcome to my torture chamber
Release anger, I'm from the thirty-seventh chamber
Hellraiser, f*ck a razor, blaze ya
Expose intestines with the lightsaber, night raider
Life-drain ya, your death is my favor, make you a stranger
This pus*y n*gga had a taser
I ain't the n*gga to f*ck with, you'll get knocked off
I'll shoot your abs and sow your soul for thinkin' you top dog
Three and one-half inches, so I can legally tuck thе knife
I ain't never ran from no n*gga in my f*ckin' lifе
Better watch your f*ckin' mouth while you talkin' hype
'Fore I let this Desert Eagle pop like a f*ckin' Sprite
Last motherf*cker to try me, I choked out him and his dad
Like, "Nngh!" Them motherf*ckers made me mad
Put the gat to his mouth, threw him in the back of the Jag
Told him, move? I'll blow his f*ckin' head on the dash
I had to get real bloody and ugly and disrespectful
Thinkin' that the God is a gimmick, until I wet you
So some of these n*ggas is startin' to feel special?
Well, feel special with this .38 Special
This God'll bless you like Moses, rivers is frozen
You hemorrhage out your brain
You a small dog, and I'm a Great Dane
I cause pain and tell police I did it for street fame
Peep game, like Socrates, peep this philosophy
Shoot up your Cosby sweater and leave blood on your Wallabees
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