paroles de chanson God Only Blesses The Dead - IIIA

I been up late nights just tweaking
Told, my mother if a company calls tell em I.A ain't speaking
No public meetings
No press
Just me on my lonely
World is mine imma take it like
Imma take it like Tony
If your cell phone put you in a cell
Guess what? you a fucking phony
Real G's moves in silence like they signs
So don't call me
I'm moving windows tinted
Swerving past my opponents
And if there's tension in the air
Fuck it, I'm on it
Eddie scissorshands
Get trimmed if your boys tried jumping in on the fade
Put in your place
Your cap don't give you the waves
Your waves don't C-A.S
H
Hate in when you see me
Lyrically blessed
Bad b, flick of her lighter
To ease up my stress
Fuck peace
I need violence
I put down the bottle
Just so I would stop wildin
They thought it was staged the way I cleaned up my act
Truth is the drama was facts and the facts was fiction
Fuck around and hit em with black diction
It's not who I am it's who I be
Can't steal from you when you the IP
Pigeon hole the language
You birds ain't up to par with me
Can't spar with me
O.Z.Y
MANDIAS
I leave you R.I.P
Snare sound like a Tommy Gun let it speak

God Only Blesses the Dead
I heard that shit that you said
Me and my crew all hungry
We don't fuck with the Fed
God only blesses
God only blesses
The dead