Текст песни 10 19 - M.A.R.S.

Whether your mother's there and I'm not
Imma be for the purchase
Treat a niggas head like Ong Bak
If he creep from the churches
When you're a little older
I'll teach you to deal with the thirsties
Cross over dribble, you show a nigga no mercy
Fill with confidence
Is so you never feel worthless
Teach you stomp some shit
If they coming disrespectful on purpose
Im supporting everything
Long as you fillin your purpose
I'll beat ya little ass if you start snatchin on purses
Can't be dirty like Burfict
Drop hammer like Bron on Nurkic
Its unconditional
Theres no need to convince me
Right behind you when you first start pushin your 10 speed
Sorry about your mother, it was always so tense we
Just couldn't make it work

Yo it's finally that day, October the 19th
Let's move away, some thing to excite me
Small details, thank god he looks like me
Can't tell with females, fear she wanna spite me
Finally you're here, waited so long to meet you
10 fingers and 10 toes on your feet too
In no time, you'll be ready ball
Little big body, you'll be ready war
Wearing my genes, you'll be hard to ignore
Always here to teach you, no need to implore
When you're hungry and more
Staying true to the core
Keep you level headed, glue your feet to the floor