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Extradite

Freddie Gibbs, Black Thought2015年11月11日

Extradite 歌词

Extradite - Freddie Gibbs/Black Thought

The devil is a motherf**kin' liar

 

Straight kill 'em

 

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

 

Yeah yeah yeah

 

Here we come though

Here we come though

Took his order then I served his quarter like five nickels

Man I'll stay on point like icicle

 

Niggas can't decode or figure my rhyme riddles

Took my money to the source and said

F**k the man in the middle

Talkin' hard soft h****n green that's what we had boy

Erica was the bag lady I was the bag boy

Option was that minimum wage live in a cage

Buildin' a prison everyday man they cultivatin' these slaves

In this new age dude's wage is fugaz

I'm the whole gallon and half pint like School Daze

I been killin' 'em since Kool Moe Dee Ra Kool Face

Zero dollars zero tolerance lettin' that tool bang ni**a

Yeah ni**a

 

And if the devil die today I'mma treat it like it's a holiday

 

'Bout the Michael Jackson beat it I mean it I got a powder day

 

And nothin' funny but I play with the money like it's Monopoly

 

And if the devil die today I'mma treat it like it's a holiday

I used to lay in bed starin' at the ceilin' fan

Feelin' cramps wishin' I could get a killer gram

Tryna understand why I wanna kill a man

With high hopes like rubber tree plants and ants

We cheat death with each breath the only one who make

It last forever is Keith Sweat you ever see a

Body lyin' dead in the streets yet then eat breakfast

Swallow forced beliefs like police justice

If my city is like yours then cereal scratch

Fingerprints is wiped off if people seem to

Always have somethin' to fight for but still end up

In the state pen or the psych ward

It's lights off

They catch so many casualties it's like war

That's the reason I don't believe in the hype y'all

The devil talkin' 'bout he wanna extradite y'all

Now I'm the ni**a

He shinin' the search light for

Yeah ni**a

 

And if the devil die today I'mma treat it like it's a holiday

 

'Bout the Michael Jackson beat it I mean it I got a powder day

 

And nothin' funny but I play with the money like it's Monopoly

 

And if the devil die today I'mma treat it like it's a holiday

 

Freestyle ni**a

 

Homie showed me a 9 milli and 9 nickel

Man I'll stay on point like icicle

Say you got that yola your fishscale lookin' fickle

They like Jordans out of the gas station they ain't official

I got thousand dollar jeans on my a** cheek

Cousin got her lights and her gas cut last week

How that make me look if I don't help her get up on her feet

She keep a different ni**a now she in there pregnant every week

I pray you take these devils out our life lord

That's our vice lord

Baby momma's come with the drama made her my wife lord

Know I'm doing no hope you see I'm trying to do right lord

Shake 'em up and blowin' the dice I pray the price lord lord

 

Yeah ni**a

And if the devil die today I'mma treat it like it's a holiday

 

'Bout the Michael Jackson beat it I mean it I got a powder day

 

And nothin' funny but I play with the money like it's Monopoly

Yeah yeah and if the devil die today I'mma treat it like it's a holiday

Yo my memoirs are like the Anarchist's Cookbook

Meets the Tom Ford spring summer look book

Some people wanna see me hanging from a good

Instead I hang with a language and slang in

The anguish and pain fit as well cause it came with us

After all these years carrying this shame with us

Now the entire planet is going insane with us

Seven year old kids carrying flame spitters

Fortified fences mortify senses

Crossfire miss my little daughter by inches

Chemical dependence medical expenses

But no amount of money on earth can buy vengeance

Writing a life sentence sirens fire engines

Tyrants seen through the eyes of the wide lenses

Senseless crimes cause some of us want to drive Benzes

But are you tryna ride with us or against us

 

As long as they kill us

 

And go to Wendy's and have a burger and go to sleep

 

They gon' keep killing us

 

But when we die and they die

 

Then soon we gon' sit at a table and talk about it retired

 

We want some of this earth

 

Or we'll this goddamn country apart

 

 

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