paroles de chanson Extradite - Freddie Gibbs feat. Black Thought
The
devil
is
a
motherfuckin'
liar
Straight
kill
'em
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
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
"Fuck
the
man
in
the
middle"
Talkin'
hard,
soft,
heroin,
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,
nigga
Yeah,
nigga
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
nigga,
He
shinin'
the
search
light
for
Yeah,
nigga
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
Here
we
come
now,
here
we
come
now
Yeah,
freestyle
nigga
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
ass
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
nigga,
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,
nigga
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!
Assalamualaikum!
1 Mexico
2 McDuck
3 Extradite
4 Fuckin' up the Count
5 Careless
6 Narcos
7 Rearview
8 Packages
9 Packages
10 10 Times
11 Lately
12 10 Chickens (Bonus Track)
13 My Boy (Bonus Track)
14 Cold Ass Nigga
15 Freddie Gordy
16 Insecurities
17 Forever and a Day
18 Basketball Wives
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