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Song information

Artist: Memphis Bleek
Album: Coming Of Age

Lyrics

(Chorus repeat 2x)
(Dark half)
I'm on my feet now; shit never was it aint sweet now
Belly's full but I still starve can I eat now? live complete now?
Told by the older gods never put my heat down

Verse one: dark half

Far from weak, but I'm feelin meek now;
Fuck with the winners bitches listen when I speak now
Got on some rap shit find it hard to creep now;
I'm on point and move even more relete now
Could clap you but ain't nothing like a beat down;
We sweep down these streets like community sevrivce
Meet your faith face defeat now we hypodermic;
Get in your skin niggas want beef now? bring it on
When we ball ain't no rebound;
The war on son, no time for sleep now
Get your guns no surrender no retreat now;
You violated dog, blood gotta leak now
Your whole life is down hill 'n type steep now; its deep now
Watch me seperate the wolf from the sheep now
May you rest in everlasting peace now;
Ranjahs 'n bleek now
This year is our year. knowlegde

Chorus(wais instead of dark half)
Verse two: wais
Aiyyo half, wais is on this shit now;
Crawl thorough your hood
Doin' ten miles per hour on the sneak now
Window down revolver the way, make the gun peak out;
Just to send a message let four shots leak out
Front. I don't hesitate to reach now;
You think you nice but your dealer, your contract could breach now
Chickens used to front, but they on my meat now;
Catch me in the park after dark with the seats down
I was known for endin' beef by layin' your feet down;
Now I'm known for hot shit, one hundred de-grees now
My style use to be just sick, but its diseased now;
Take a one on one to this catch ya freeze now
Death to my enemies, life to the family
Peace to all my killers up north who ever ran with me
I'm still moving with the cannons g;
For the money there no problem catchin' a body and pleadin' insanity

Chorus (by memphis bleek instead of wais)

Verse three: memphis bleek
Yo, never put the heat down; never creep without a three pound
Roll deep now, speak with a street sound
Who fuckin' with bleek now? seein' me don't eat how?
I take from the fragile; I'm looking past trial
Blast out. if they ever rush the crackhouse
Throw the stash out, blow the spot down, pull the path out
Leave no evedince. gettin caught that irrelevant;
Sittin' in the system for some drugs, I can't settle it
My belly full now, so I whip through the hood now
Look good now; old beef is cooked now, in other words, shook now
I put my thing down. bleek still aim wild and slang vials; I remain foul. brave child through a bang-out, smoke weed and hangout;
I duck d's and plain-cops. game hot, bubble hard on the same block;
Jungle scar those cats, movin' their cocaine out
I went the thug route; my eight took the snub route
Tinted my truck out; old drama bluffed out. no gun and curse words
Got you niggas shook 'cause I hurt herbs, and it's the 1st
I'm a cat who get my money right, 'cause ain't no fun in life
If you aint runnin' right. I'm runnin' lights in the black v
Find a rapper who could match bleek, sent him to the bricks
I'ma show 'em where the gats be. motherfucker