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Zippermouth
03:44
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If you got a problem we can fucking solve it
No need to take it to your friends that aren’t involved in
This is between A & B not your fucking posse
Don’t let me catch you slipping or you’ll be swallowing concrete
Swallowing concrete
Cut out your tongue cause you’ve used it enough
You can’t talk shit so you can’t act tough
You got a lot nerve for coming at me sideways
Bitch you ain’t forgot that this is running my way
This is between A & B not your fucking posse
Don’t let me catch you slipping or you’ll be swallowing concrete
Swallowing concrete
You fucking nosey little bitch
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2. |
Plata O Plomo
03:43
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PLATA O PLOMO
Silver or Lead
Por que esto es una muestra
Because this is a showdown
y salimos con respuestas
And we come out with answers
No es una broma cuando vez el brillo
It’s not a joke, when you see the shine
Y en pronto Tragarás el cuchillo
And soon you’ll swallow the knife
Te Wachas tu espalda
Watch your back
No sabes lo que te falta
You don’t know what you left behind
Si escondes no escapas
If you hide you don’t escape
Y el jefe te encuentra
And the boss will find you
Representando por los meros meros
Represent for the big dogs
Sin la familia no soy nada y prefiero morirme
Without my family I am nothing and I would prefer to die
Te sacamos a la verga como a lo cerdos
We take you the fuck out, just like the pigs
Y si me toca matarte, empieza a correr ahora me oíste?
And if we are chosen to kill you, you better start to run right now, did you hear me?
Puro perro ladra y el perro nunca muerde
The dog only barks, the dog never bites
Te callas el pinche hocico o te pones enfrente
You shut your fucking mouth or you stand in front of me
Yo he estado aquí desde el principio
I’ve been here since the beginning
Yo gané este trono
I earned this throne
Ahora escoges hijueputa
Now choose you son of a bitch
Plata o plomo
Silver or Lead
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Coldstone
03:20
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eparate yourself from the weak and do what you must
Everyone is a fucking target beware of who you trust
Stand clear, and keep your distance
An eye for an eye is only so fucking distant
Shut your mouth, and keep quiet
Everyone knows that true G’s run in silence
better recognize what’s real, before it gets rough motherfucker
Stand the fuck up
Pick a lane and stay the fuck in it
If you ain’t with it then get the fuck with it
I don’t owe you shit
But I’ll dig the ditch
Throw away your title cause it never meant shit
I will stand my ground and fight till the fucking end
STAND UP
STAND YOUR GROUND
ACCEPTANCE
EARN YOUR FUCKING RESPECT MOTHERFUCKER
STAND THE FUCK UP
AND STAND YOUR FUCKING GROUND
ACCEPTANCE
EARN YOUR RESPECT
STAND UP
STAND YOUR GROUND
ACCEPTANCE
EARN YOUR FUCKING RESPECT
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4. |
In Disguise
02:03
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You better watch your fucking back
Come in contact with a wooden bat
You better come correct
Fuck you gon' do you better back the fuck up
Running round thinking you the shit shut the fuck up
Cause your words don’t mean shit
What I value is action
You say stupid shit just to cause a reaction
Staying in comfort where no one can find you
Come the fuck out motherfucker or we’ll find you
A coward, a liar, a piece of shit
You walk the walk and the boots you fit
You wanna prove your tough
Don’t talk about it, be about it mothafucka
You better pray to a higher power above
Cause when I’m through with you I’m gonna make you taste your blood
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5. |
Learn Ur Place
04:19
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Learn Ur Place
Mouth bit down on the concrete
You fuckers should’ve known not to step to me
Nose bleeding, eyes black and blue
Your pride shot down what the fuck you gonna do
Every motherfuckers got a fucking weakness
Make them dive head first in the fucking deep end
I’m a red hot furnace with a cold black heart
Break your fucking jaw, that’s only the start
It’s a fucked up world, and I’m here to see it
No one comes to help, now you will believe it
How does it feel being locked inside the hearse
Think before you speak, that’s what you learn first
An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind
That’s fine motherfucker cause I can see at night
(Chris Wojnicki from Before I Had Wings)
Hammer cocked
The triggers feeling pressure
Click click boom
Your lifeline i could sever
Respect through fear
Is the message that I'm sending
Don't fuck with me
You better learn that lesson
I'm not the one
You want to cross
Stay in your lane
The line has been drawn
(Alex Taylor from Malevolence)
I see your true face now
And your colours have shown
Fake ass motherfucker
Crack you straight in your jawbone
Why the fuck do you act so brave
I won’t be happy
till I put you in a grave
Just a matter of time till your through
Talk is cheap and your payments overdue
Get fuck out my face with your stress
True violence in excess
you’re in the jungle
whilst we’re here you are playing by my rules
Can’t be talking all that shit and taking me for a fool NO
GRR BOW that’s the sound of me laying you down
Can’t change me
You will never bring me down
Hummingbird deuce deuce through your fucking knee cap
Kick you in the face now you’re wondering where your teeth at
Blood boil to the point of scolding
Your life in my hands is what I am holding
Two by four to the back of your neck
That’ll put you down, that’ll keep you in check
If I leave you dead you won’t learn your place
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6. |
Retaliation
03:55
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Don’t let me ever catch you Looking at me
You better duck and hide or be petrified motherfucker
I’m putting pressure on you like a gun to your temple
I’m the reason you tremble
I’m the fire you kindled
Now Look at me and look at you
You’ve done me wrong motherfucker and you’ve got nothing to prove
Karma will come and I’ll make sure it’s happenin'
in a four inch case through your forehead and abdomen
A Screwdriver through your fucking throat
Is what I’d like to see the most
You stupid motherfucker
Ten pound bricks wrapped around your feet
Drop you in the ocean where the water gets deep
Bare witness to a fucking battleground
An arena where only the strong survive
I’ll rip your heart out right from your chest
And feed it to the vultures like I’ve done with the rest
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7. |
Loyalty
03:01
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Look into my eyes you’ll be reminded of every wrong thing you did to me
Blinded by your ignorance because you didn’t see what I fucking see
You’re getting older, and your funeral is nothing but empty booths
Life ticks by the hourglass, it’s only a matter of time before they know the truth
Brotherhood is a sign of loyalty and if you tread it you’re nothing to me
(Pon Zimora from Broadmoor)
Always held you up on a pedestal
Now you make me look like a fool
Always had your back
Even when you broke me down
You’re just a sad clown
Pathetic
I hope you regret it
Perfect little pussy always playin the victim
Reap what you sow
Eat shit in hell
Reap what you sow
eat shit you fake fucking bitch
Brotherhood is a sign of loyalty and if you tread it you’re nothing to me
You’re dead to me
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8. |
Real Life
01:53
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In real life there’s always danger ahead
In real life the only end is death
In real life you only can trust yourself
In real life there ain’t no heaven or hell
In real life your demeanor is key
Fake it till you make it until you feel something
That’s how it’s done it’s written in the books
If it ain’t motherfucker that’s how it looks
Wipe the dirt off your face motherfucker
You ain’t even put your toe in the water
Chew on stones if it sets the tone
Blood as tears won’t leave hungry mouths open
In real life you try to survive
In real life you let the pain subside
In real life you give a fucking inch
In real life they take a fucking mile
In real life currency rules the world
Take it, take it, take it but your life in return
Give me give me give me everything you earn
Those pockets full of money, the money you burn
Wipe the dirt off your face motherfucker
You ain’t even put your toe in the water
Chew on stones if it sets the tone
Blood as tears won’t leave hungry mouths open
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9. |
Strive and Grind
03:52
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A weak man, dies under pressure
A strong man, grinds with no effort
For every way out is a fucking excuse
We strive and grind and get through our issues
Calloused hands broken back
Weathered rope dragging a thousand pound sack
Bloody knuckles, tear stained eyes
Tethered soul and the passions deprived
Muscles sore, body aches
Work fucking hard for the little you make
Strive and Grind
Early mornings
Lates nights
No luxury cause the money is tight
I work all day and it’s not fucking right
That privileged motherfuckers that do no wrong won’t understand a song word of this song
Early Mornings
Late nights
Working class hardcore what the fuck you mean
Bum motherfucker better never step up to me
I’ll teach ya a lesson
Ya pockets depressin’
We strivin’ we grindin’
We always investin’
You notice the muscle
We work and we hustle
I’m flexin’ I’m flexin’ I’m flexin’ the peso
I don’t sell drugs but they call me el chapo
The girls are on me like am so guapo
Hustle in Cali but norm in Chicago
That’s just the way it goes
Hatin’ on me boy what the fuck you thank
I hustle harder yeah live at the bank
Broke ass bitch got a lot to say
Never liked you anyway
Stackin money to my grave HA
Strive and Grind
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10. |
Florida Man
02:01
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Woke up in the sunshine state
Ninety five with a fucking chance of rain
Grab my weed, put on my shades
Lookin’ like it’s a Florida mans day today
Go to the store to grab some swisher sweets
Gotta keep it real with the sandals on my feet
From Miami to Pensacola
Take you tarpon fishing see if that’ll hold ya
From the Atlantic ocean to the gulf coast
The state of Florida is where I love it the most
I be yellin’ Duval till the day I die
Wrestled 40 gators and I made it alive
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