Blind Threats
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โฑ๏ธ 4:30 duration
๐ ID: 647010
๐ Lyrics
Right, uh, same shit every day, homie
Lord, please forgive me for all my sins
Yeah, nigga wake up to the same shit every day, homie
Walking in the valley of the shadow of death, no rules, right
Washing my sins off in hell's water
Feel like the Bible told me lies as I pray to 'em
Kneel down, put my faith in 'em, will you answer me?
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
Uh, four corners
Cat and mouse chase, got cheese to catch
High on on some drug, I'm Space Cadet
Dreaming I don't live up on the block no more
Trapping, trying to make it out this obstacle
Life on the edge, hell a block away
Pretty Snow White turned eight today
Selling that base, no Dr. Dre
Uh, guess who in the building?
Bucket hat with a strap like a pilgrim
Uh, kneeling down with some questions to address like
Why the ones who commit the worst sins live the best?
The Ten Commandments, I can mark five checks
But I sense flaws, the Bible preaching blind threats
Streets held me down, got faith in a Pyrex
Faith in a four-five, I call it the clarinet
Sewer full of drugs when the toilet digests
From the cop raid, all can relate from the streets
To the wall from niggas to compadres
When the sun go down, I'm predicting a heatwave
Forecast your whole body, heat on, room full of homies
I just pray that the Lord got me
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
Mic check, mic check, mic check
La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
Aim that, shoot that, pledge allegiance
Kill mine, kill yours, make it even
Soul need saving, Mr. Preacher
I know I only come around when it's Easter
Funerals, Thanksgiving, Christmas time
When I'm in jail or when my card declined
Uh, will you answer me?
Take me out of hell and make plans for me?
Misery loves company, ain't a surprise
It was just me and my niggas, we was trying to survive
But we would never make it out alive
Should we living to die, oxymoron
Hope to get to heaven 'til that day arrive
Running through the ally, hope the bullet don't collide
Car window shattered, glass on my right side
Dogs bark in the backyard, root for me
Out of shape belly, courtesy of 40
Spoiled only child, baby boy Jody
Same jacket on from back in the day
Praying that the Lord come and take me away
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
Mic check, mic check, mic check
La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
It go tuna fish sandwiches bread, dry snaking
Black Lincoln, burgundy Mac, I clap a king-pin
Caught me in the airport gust that I was thinking
On how to stay rich and get bills with my acquaintances
Yeah, money is the issue, I diss you
It's no problem at all, yo, the bunch on the pistol
Cause I'm a suitcase king
Cooling at the gambling spot with a screwed face grin
New Beige Bent, we stay winning, play it again, yo
Put the bone in your jaw, now say it again
Round knife, fork, under the tents, coming to rents
Get out the way or let the shotty dispense
Revenge killers who make the events iller
This is more realer, snatch you right up out of the Benz
The Wu wheelers who huddle up, coupes knows the truth
You know the whoopty-whoop, solo or group, I kill niggas
Lord, please forgive me for all my sins
Yeah, nigga wake up to the same shit every day, homie
Walking in the valley of the shadow of death, no rules, right
Washing my sins off in hell's water
Feel like the Bible told me lies as I pray to 'em
Kneel down, put my faith in 'em, will you answer me?
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
Uh, four corners
Cat and mouse chase, got cheese to catch
High on on some drug, I'm Space Cadet
Dreaming I don't live up on the block no more
Trapping, trying to make it out this obstacle
Life on the edge, hell a block away
Pretty Snow White turned eight today
Selling that base, no Dr. Dre
Uh, guess who in the building?
Bucket hat with a strap like a pilgrim
Uh, kneeling down with some questions to address like
Why the ones who commit the worst sins live the best?
The Ten Commandments, I can mark five checks
But I sense flaws, the Bible preaching blind threats
Streets held me down, got faith in a Pyrex
Faith in a four-five, I call it the clarinet
Sewer full of drugs when the toilet digests
From the cop raid, all can relate from the streets
To the wall from niggas to compadres
When the sun go down, I'm predicting a heatwave
Forecast your whole body, heat on, room full of homies
I just pray that the Lord got me
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
Mic check, mic check, mic check
La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
Aim that, shoot that, pledge allegiance
Kill mine, kill yours, make it even
Soul need saving, Mr. Preacher
I know I only come around when it's Easter
Funerals, Thanksgiving, Christmas time
When I'm in jail or when my card declined
Uh, will you answer me?
Take me out of hell and make plans for me?
Misery loves company, ain't a surprise
It was just me and my niggas, we was trying to survive
But we would never make it out alive
Should we living to die, oxymoron
Hope to get to heaven 'til that day arrive
Running through the ally, hope the bullet don't collide
Car window shattered, glass on my right side
Dogs bark in the backyard, root for me
Out of shape belly, courtesy of 40
Spoiled only child, baby boy Jody
Same jacket on from back in the day
Praying that the Lord come and take me away
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
Mic check, mic check, mic check
La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
But if God won't help me, this gun will
I swear I'm gon' find my way
It go tuna fish sandwiches bread, dry snaking
Black Lincoln, burgundy Mac, I clap a king-pin
Caught me in the airport gust that I was thinking
On how to stay rich and get bills with my acquaintances
Yeah, money is the issue, I diss you
It's no problem at all, yo, the bunch on the pistol
Cause I'm a suitcase king
Cooling at the gambling spot with a screwed face grin
New Beige Bent, we stay winning, play it again, yo
Put the bone in your jaw, now say it again
Round knife, fork, under the tents, coming to rents
Get out the way or let the shotty dispense
Revenge killers who make the events iller
This is more realer, snatch you right up out of the Benz
The Wu wheelers who huddle up, coupes knows the truth
You know the whoopty-whoop, solo or group, I kill niggas
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.91] Right, uh, same shit every day, homie
[00:12.45] Lord, please forgive me for all my sins
[00:14.28] Yeah, nigga wake up to the same shit every day, homie
[00:16.84] Walking in the valley of the shadow of death, no rules, right
[00:20.56] Washing my sins off in hell's water
[00:23.95] Feel like the Bible told me lies as I pray to 'em
[00:27.09] Kneel down, put my faith in 'em, will you answer me?
[00:30.92] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[00:34.66] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[00:37.17] Uh, four corners
[00:38.85] Cat and mouse chase, got cheese to catch
[00:41.06] High on on some drug, I'm Space Cadet
[00:43.40] Dreaming I don't live up on the block no more
[00:46.17] Trapping, trying to make it out this obstacle
[00:48.53] Life on the edge, hell a block away
[00:51.30] Pretty Snow White turned eight today
[00:53.87] Selling that base, no Dr. Dre
[00:56.35] Uh, guess who in the building?
[00:58.72] Bucket hat with a strap like a pilgrim
[01:01.30] Uh, kneeling down with some questions to address like
[01:04.35] Why the ones who commit the worst sins live the best?
[01:06.91] The Ten Commandments, I can mark five checks
[01:09.17] But I sense flaws, the Bible preaching blind threats
[01:11.91] Streets held me down, got faith in a Pyrex
[01:14.26] Faith in a four-five, I call it the clarinet
[01:16.68] Sewer full of drugs when the toilet digests
[01:19.39] From the cop raid, all can relate from the streets
[01:22.07] To the wall from niggas to compadres
[01:24.20] When the sun go down, I'm predicting a heatwave
[01:26.83] Forecast your whole body, heat on, room full of homies
[01:30.61] I just pray that the Lord got me
[01:32.21] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[01:35.58] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[01:38.40] Mic check, mic check, mic check
[01:41.85] La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
[01:47.25] La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
[01:52.35] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[01:56.05] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[01:59.05]
[02:02.28] Aim that, shoot that, pledge allegiance
[02:05.42] Kill mine, kill yours, make it even
[02:07.82] Soul need saving, Mr. Preacher
[02:10.43] I know I only come around when it's Easter
[02:12.98] Funerals, Thanksgiving, Christmas time
[02:15.73] When I'm in jail or when my card declined
[02:18.20] Uh, will you answer me?
[02:20.42] Take me out of hell and make plans for me?
[02:23.13] Misery loves company, ain't a surprise
[02:25.68] It was just me and my niggas, we was trying to survive
[02:28.18] But we would never make it out alive
[02:30.85] Should we living to die, oxymoron
[02:34.49] Hope to get to heaven 'til that day arrive
[02:36.13] Running through the ally, hope the bullet don't collide
[02:38.57] Car window shattered, glass on my right side
[02:41.47] Dogs bark in the backyard, root for me
[02:43.65] Out of shape belly, courtesy of 40
[02:45.83] Spoiled only child, baby boy Jody
[02:48.65] Same jacket on from back in the day
[02:51.34] Praying that the Lord come and take me away
[02:54.00] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[02:57.46] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[02:59.87] Mic check, mic check, mic check
[03:03.81] La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
[03:09.08] La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
[03:14.95] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[03:17.41] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[03:20.65]
[03:24.43] It go tuna fish sandwiches bread, dry snaking
[03:27.21] Black Lincoln, burgundy Mac, I clap a king-pin
[03:29.77] Caught me in the airport gust that I was thinking
[03:32.39] On how to stay rich and get bills with my acquaintances
[03:35.09] Yeah, money is the issue, I diss you
[03:38.09] It's no problem at all, yo, the bunch on the pistol
[03:40.82] Cause I'm a suitcase king
[03:42.53] Cooling at the gambling spot with a screwed face grin
[03:44.88] New Beige Bent, we stay winning, play it again, yo
[03:47.45] Put the bone in your jaw, now say it again
[03:49.94] Round knife, fork, under the tents, coming to rents
[03:52.80] Get out the way or let the shotty dispense
[03:55.99] Revenge killers who make the events iller
[03:57.92] This is more realer, snatch you right up out of the Benz
[04:00.18] The Wu wheelers who huddle up, coupes knows the truth
[04:02.75] You know the whoopty-whoop, solo or group, I kill niggas
[04:04.22]
[00:12.45] Lord, please forgive me for all my sins
[00:14.28] Yeah, nigga wake up to the same shit every day, homie
[00:16.84] Walking in the valley of the shadow of death, no rules, right
[00:20.56] Washing my sins off in hell's water
[00:23.95] Feel like the Bible told me lies as I pray to 'em
[00:27.09] Kneel down, put my faith in 'em, will you answer me?
[00:30.92] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[00:34.66] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[00:37.17] Uh, four corners
[00:38.85] Cat and mouse chase, got cheese to catch
[00:41.06] High on on some drug, I'm Space Cadet
[00:43.40] Dreaming I don't live up on the block no more
[00:46.17] Trapping, trying to make it out this obstacle
[00:48.53] Life on the edge, hell a block away
[00:51.30] Pretty Snow White turned eight today
[00:53.87] Selling that base, no Dr. Dre
[00:56.35] Uh, guess who in the building?
[00:58.72] Bucket hat with a strap like a pilgrim
[01:01.30] Uh, kneeling down with some questions to address like
[01:04.35] Why the ones who commit the worst sins live the best?
[01:06.91] The Ten Commandments, I can mark five checks
[01:09.17] But I sense flaws, the Bible preaching blind threats
[01:11.91] Streets held me down, got faith in a Pyrex
[01:14.26] Faith in a four-five, I call it the clarinet
[01:16.68] Sewer full of drugs when the toilet digests
[01:19.39] From the cop raid, all can relate from the streets
[01:22.07] To the wall from niggas to compadres
[01:24.20] When the sun go down, I'm predicting a heatwave
[01:26.83] Forecast your whole body, heat on, room full of homies
[01:30.61] I just pray that the Lord got me
[01:32.21] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[01:35.58] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[01:38.40] Mic check, mic check, mic check
[01:41.85] La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
[01:47.25] La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
[01:52.35] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[01:56.05] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[01:59.05]
[02:02.28] Aim that, shoot that, pledge allegiance
[02:05.42] Kill mine, kill yours, make it even
[02:07.82] Soul need saving, Mr. Preacher
[02:10.43] I know I only come around when it's Easter
[02:12.98] Funerals, Thanksgiving, Christmas time
[02:15.73] When I'm in jail or when my card declined
[02:18.20] Uh, will you answer me?
[02:20.42] Take me out of hell and make plans for me?
[02:23.13] Misery loves company, ain't a surprise
[02:25.68] It was just me and my niggas, we was trying to survive
[02:28.18] But we would never make it out alive
[02:30.85] Should we living to die, oxymoron
[02:34.49] Hope to get to heaven 'til that day arrive
[02:36.13] Running through the ally, hope the bullet don't collide
[02:38.57] Car window shattered, glass on my right side
[02:41.47] Dogs bark in the backyard, root for me
[02:43.65] Out of shape belly, courtesy of 40
[02:45.83] Spoiled only child, baby boy Jody
[02:48.65] Same jacket on from back in the day
[02:51.34] Praying that the Lord come and take me away
[02:54.00] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[02:57.46] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[02:59.87] Mic check, mic check, mic check
[03:03.81] La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
[03:09.08] La-la, la-la, low-low, la-la, la-la, low
[03:14.95] But if God won't help me, this gun will
[03:17.41] I swear I'm gon' find my way
[03:20.65]
[03:24.43] It go tuna fish sandwiches bread, dry snaking
[03:27.21] Black Lincoln, burgundy Mac, I clap a king-pin
[03:29.77] Caught me in the airport gust that I was thinking
[03:32.39] On how to stay rich and get bills with my acquaintances
[03:35.09] Yeah, money is the issue, I diss you
[03:38.09] It's no problem at all, yo, the bunch on the pistol
[03:40.82] Cause I'm a suitcase king
[03:42.53] Cooling at the gambling spot with a screwed face grin
[03:44.88] New Beige Bent, we stay winning, play it again, yo
[03:47.45] Put the bone in your jaw, now say it again
[03:49.94] Round knife, fork, under the tents, coming to rents
[03:52.80] Get out the way or let the shotty dispense
[03:55.99] Revenge killers who make the events iller
[03:57.92] This is more realer, snatch you right up out of the Benz
[04:00.18] The Wu wheelers who huddle up, coupes knows the truth
[04:02.75] You know the whoopty-whoop, solo or group, I kill niggas
[04:04.22]