shit after what happened to lil capo
seventh sign ruthless regime
and we sing the name of capo confucious as we preach
the seven that cannot be divided by any number or any one
they come to me only for money
my brother was doing it with me until he was tooken but
no time to be sleeping around
they come to me only for money
my brother was doing it with me until he was tooken but it was a struggle
it figures no time to be sleeping around
and be fuckin with brothers
another one bites the dust
where do we go when we do what we do
gimme lickety and roll up the weed for me too
don't you want me to smoke it an drink it in front of you
pull out mah jammy and stick it in one of you sunny and dunny a money in one of you
in seconds no time to waste
minimal passion when he was mashing
could my people really be laughing
paying attention to what he was saying to keep from crashing
baby let me throw my ashes
i was thinking of i could put in words to match em'
i watch em' look at the thievery stealing
my father said always catch em'
pray everyday i hope my memories is still what you see
the hell if i know it i wanna be here everyday im gonna miss everybody
my enemies seem to be creeping deep within
standing alone in a spiritual form
i rather be my dammy dawg
rather be my family and im not lying just to be looked upon
it's someone singing another song
specifically getting mah weakness on
women be right beside me plotting
cool when they first met you
now they want the respect that i get
screaming we need to be going though stuff together so we can vibe with
whatever get off that dumb shit
you need to be paying more attention to this
little im pissed considered it
while im puffing on tropical im trying to be logical
and i got these people trying to hinder me positive negative
it needs to be an obstacle give me progress im feeling hollow allowing me time to swallow
my enemies' time to talk i open his eyes so he can see
he talking in front of a wall
he talking he want to be me
he walking want to be a rapper
mah people in it and plus my equal he raunchy and he got the look
a son of assassin keeping an eye out on me
never denying they trying to get close to me hopefully finding from keeping a diary
having a friend around to the end of the time chilling and smoking off fine weed
go to the tele and flip open the celly they callin me always was there for me
selling me yelling me they care for me saying they care for me please pray for confrontation
heavily armed you niggas aint feeling me
see give them the whole story before we leave
nigga you know where we going
and this where we opposed to be
confining in her is out of the question
baby it's been a blessing to say that i believing in god
verbally test it if you will
need to be changed and trying to chill
don't be plotting on making a meal
now that we made it and all of the rappers are keeping it real
they'll never take me alive
i'ma rap till be killed maneuver the benz they see me dead on one still seventy-one on my way to westville follow me all around the field
somebody right beside me wanting a record deal
that's the way he'll make the bill
that's the way they'll make the buck
but niggas don't give a fuck
but bizzy bone can never be touched
pray everyday i hope my memories is still what you see
the hell if i know it i wanna be here everyday im gonna miss everybody