Текст песни Fallen - Nario Da Don

Aye man sometimes when you listen to
these niggas like on some real shit man
Listen to what the fuck these niggas is saying
And tell me if that's some real shit to you that these niggas speaking

(Ya) I'm a star should I study for astrology
If I broke your heart I ole you no apology
They gave Lil Rob a life sentence for a robbery
I really think I got more hoes than King Solomon

These hoes ain't spitting nut out no more they be swallowing
Niggas don't keep it real no more they be following
You mixed black that mean you black that color dominate
Trying to ketchup with me you gone need more condiments

Problem solved yes I charge without no cost
Squeak took off I like ohh Lord oh not my dawg
I hoped back strong my pockets long just got back home
I'm at yo throat bout to smash yo hoe in the back of your home

I don't believe in stressing she trying me like a BF
I get the weed and compress it I treat it just like a prenup
I got a lethal weapon niggas be hating so we left
Hitting weed I'm stressing I'm smoking weed to I relapse

Bitches spying on me it feel like it's treason
Asking for forgiveness I shot off for no reason
I spoil my bitch she betta never think bout cheating
You beef with me you better learn how to play defense

I lost my soul I feel like I fell off the deep end
Put my trust in nobody (not even) the deacon
I took that plea I didn't go to trial I can't see 10
Cause the only time I'm a see my kids is the week-end

I pray a lot so you should know who I believe i-n
Every time I'm round they say I'm preaching
Shot him in his face now he bleeding
Made a name now everybody think we kin

I made a name so everybody think we kin
I pray that they all fall off the deep en-d

(Ya uhh) bitch I ran up forty racks in some dirty jeans
I was sneaking out grannies house to serve the feens
I ain't slipping bet not temp me it's a murder scene
Can't fuck with that pink shit all I'm sip purple lean

Every crackhead in my hood deen got some work from me
Had to kill him, I just got word he gone murder me
I just threw back a jig I'm feeling like Hercules
She let me hit her on the first night is what happen on Bourbon street

Bitches spying on me it feel like it's treason
Ask for forgiveness I shot off for no reason
I spoil my bitch she betta never think bout cheating
You beef with me you better learn how to play defense

I lost my soul I feel like I fell off the deep end
Put my trust in nobody (not even) the deacon
I took that plea I didn't go to trial I can't see ten
Cause the only time I'm gone see my kids is the week-end

I pray a lot so you should know who I believe in
Every time I rap they say I'm preaching
Shot him in the face now he bleeding
Make a name now everybody think that we kin

I made a name so everybody think that we kin
I pray they all fall off the deep end