Axe Murder Boyz - Us Against the World lyrics

[Axe Murder Boyz - Us Against the World lyrics]

You don't really understand my story
See I never had shit
Nobody ever did shit for me
To me and Bonez that's it
I remember waking up every morning
I hear my mother yelling like
She bout to get hit
And it's getting ever harder to ignore them
All I had to escape that fucked up shit
Was a MC307, beat machine
Shitty mic and a four track tape recorder
Saving me from living in a hateful border
Giving out tapes, hoping they supporta
Mama step dads gettin' a restraining order
I was banging out tracks in
The basement hold on
Livin' it another it would take control of
Everything in my life is now you know
Well I'mma climb to the
Top of the underground
Anybody hating at em, like fuck em now
Anybody negative, I cut em out
Couldn't even understand my fucking style
I'm a underdog in this industry
Ain't too many people been a friend of me
If you really wanna test my sanity
You better be undercover like a canopy
Cause I'm flamethrower when I'm
Making name for us and I came here to claim
The stage they knowing
And I kill shit everyday when we rollin'
On a nation wide tour, get paid and take over
They push us, we pushing back
I'm sick individual, just love the fact
That I go all in, never got it back
Destroy the evil, destruct the wack
And I know my life's a fight dog
Everybody wanna with them people
Wanna kill em
But you're never gonna get my life dog
I'm on another level
Let me hit them with the venom
I can turn your favourite rapper to a ghost
Can nobody fuck with the Otis
Call me Young Wicked but I'm grown
And I'mma be the greatest ever known
And I'm comin for the throne
And I've never can afford to stop
I’m living off a cup noodles
And a quarter pop
I turn a dollar into million
In a more than that
Down to duck so I support the yack
So I look back with the grimace
Cause I know this fight ain't finished
Coming up, they call us losers
Now the losers is the winners and it's

Us against the world bitch I'm all out
Meet me outisde we can brawl out
Can nobody see us cause the
Coroners in the way
We keep it wicked everyday
(keep it wicked everyday)

Keep it wicked everyway
(us against the world)

Young wicked and B-O-N-E-Z we
Rocking this bitch
Ready and I'm quick to clip
Off your dome and shit (That's how we do)
I'mma murder motherfucker with ahead
Of all crew fuck with you, thought you knew
Leave em all gone and end this soon
Anybody gotta problem with it I'mma get it
I'mma put all work on my goddamn life
And somehow
Somebody still trip out and fight
Don't even worry bout the killa
Who the fuck is you?
I don't give a fuck what you gonna do
I've been through it all, you gonna lose
Move outta way when I'm mashin y'all
Bitch your face be smackable
Come across me get clapped a bone
I speak the truth so that's just known
Gotta give up, don't give up
Many of y'all really don't know me
Give me a spliff to rip it up
I'mma leave this whole bitch smokey
Wow, this bitch crawl, watch it all unfold
We raging more
Crossing roads like we've done before
I'mma take it and drive you real low
Take a shot, don't sleep
Let em all know that I'm coming quick
Keeping a fire lit
Cause I'm throwing gas up on that shit
Ain't no bitch gonna stop a killa
Ain't no cop gonna stop a dealer
Anyone with a gun gonna pull the trigger
Whenever it takes your soul to lift up
When it'll be raining we don't get wet
Walking through the blood and sweat
Can't bring us down put it all in check
Rest in Peace bitch, lay you to rest

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