paroles de chanson You'll Have To Make A Way - ICE-MAN 氷 Yoshi Tha Tru Bil-Lion

(Are you cooking up?)
Yeah, we used to be heros, us rappers
You feel me, wanna say R.I.P Takeoff and R.I.P Notti, man this one for ya'll, Light'em up
Big Dawg (Arraf, Arraf) no leash
"Walk'Em Down" bloodhound, sniffing out the pussy that I found
A final girl, Billy Loomis a killer in a
Ghost-Town, cause I kill the pussy, like Double 0, 'Octo-Pussy'
Caught in the pistol smoke, Ghost-Face, I puff, then blow, a shorty won't choke
K.T.S target aimed at your throat, I'll BlickWaYs, then choppa's go

(Boom! Boom! Grrah, Boom! Boom!) put'em down, nigga
(Boom! Boom! Grrah, Boom! Boom!) a 50 'round, nigga
Retaliation is a must, I won't kill thy brother
A bullet with his name, now his soul touched
(Grrah, Boom! Boom! Blick'em up what!) these demons wanna kill
(Grrah, Boom! Boom! Blick'em up what!) these demons wanna kill
We gotta make a way, yeah I'll find a paper way
'Cause these ghetto's were designed, to just kill me

Brotha's killing each-other, making our people, scared of one another
He grabbing on his piece, thinking it'll keep the peace, a lot of dissing on dead
A lot of homies Rest In Peace, a lot of brotha's died in them streets
Let's talk Von to PnB, Pop Smoke to FBG
JayDaYoungan "Hail Mary", god said, "Come with me"
We dying behind them stars, live by the gun
Yeah, you nigga's ain't really hard (What!)
You'll rep, what you sow, nigga's rapping
What they sow, on a dotted line, selling up they're soul
We're the product, of what we listen to
Repeating the cycle to the new school, it's all about 'Sex, Money, Murder'
'Pussy, Money, Power', but will that even matter, in them last hours
Looking in the eye's of death, as your soul is devoured
Them nigga's who said they'll ride, will cower
In the tears, at the heavens gates, but the lords love will shower

(Boom! Boom! Grrah, Boom! Boom!) put'em down, nigga
(Boom! Boom! Grrah, Boom! Boom!) a 50 'round, nigga
Retaliation is a must, I won't kill thy brother
A bullet with his name, now his soul touched
(Grrah, Boom! Boom! Blick'em up what!) these demons wanna kill
(Grrah, Boom! Boom! Blick'em up what!) these demons wanna kill
We gotta make a way, yeah I'll find a paper way
'Cause these ghetto's were designed, to just kill me

(Grrah, Boom! Boom! Blick'em up what!) these demons wanna kill
(Grrah, Boom! Boom! Blick'em up what!) these demons wanna kill
We gotta make a way, yeah I'll find a paper way
'Cause these ghetto's were designed, to just kill me