Blaze Ya Dead Homie - 2Middle Fingers lyrics
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie - 2Middle Fingers lyrics]
Welcome to the Casket Factory
Let me give these bitches a chair
You know they can't stand to
See me doing good
Reppin' my hood from sundown to sunup
On the come up
So shut up and let me get a grip
I ain't constipated like bitches
Who ain't shit i ain't sedated, medicated
Vacationing on a trip
I'm in their ears like a Q Tip
Miss me with that lip
Still they busted and they split
In need of some chap stick
And all I got is some fat dick
So suck it or fuck it or shut
The fuck up and fuck off i'm like Cialis
See I stay hard while y'all
Weak bitches who stay soft
Like a pillow i'm incognito like silhouettes
I'm impatient like a killer get
Like it or love it I'm killing it
Put 2Middle Fingers in the sky fo' me
(Time to welcome home Ya Dead Homie)
Who ready to ride or die fo' me?
(Time to welcome home Ya Dead Homie)
I channel the spirit of 2Pac
And Biggie within me god give me the will to
Never be anything but me
I spit it correct and never let
The weak shit infect me
See I'm a prodigy intense
Sometimes I gotta be
S-Sometimes I gotta be aggressive
I grew up in a home that was oppressive
So I go the extra mile to be impressive
I'm insane and I'll kill you all the same
I'm not an angel with wings
Like an arrow point
I'm more like a helicopter
You get chopped up in the blades
I'm Blaze, the hardest killer in the game
And I don't need a fucking clock
Or a chain to bang
I'm from the home of "Nobody gives
A fuck who you is"
And if you feeling me in this bitch
Then all you gotta do is:
Went from a:
Boy to a man, I'm a thug til I kick the
Can, I mean the bucket
Don't got a bucket-list
I got a fuck-it-list
I'm first on the list to say fuck it bitch
See I'm correct an shit
Not the solution I'm the problem
And yeah I'm loving it
I'm above it, like the clouds when you down
We on ya better seek shelter
Or get your umbrella
Because I got a knack for wetting em up
My knife ready to stab and cut
My motto is six short words "bitch
I don't give a fuck"
"The Resurrection will not be televised you
Can look to the skies
And realize the dead man has returned!"
Let me give these bitches a chair
You know they can't stand to
See me doing good
Reppin' my hood from sundown to sunup
On the come up
So shut up and let me get a grip
I ain't constipated like bitches
Who ain't shit i ain't sedated, medicated
Vacationing on a trip
I'm in their ears like a Q Tip
Miss me with that lip
Still they busted and they split
In need of some chap stick
And all I got is some fat dick
So suck it or fuck it or shut
The fuck up and fuck off i'm like Cialis
See I stay hard while y'all
Weak bitches who stay soft
Like a pillow i'm incognito like silhouettes
I'm impatient like a killer get
Like it or love it I'm killing it
Put 2Middle Fingers in the sky fo' me
(Time to welcome home Ya Dead Homie)
Who ready to ride or die fo' me?
(Time to welcome home Ya Dead Homie)
I channel the spirit of 2Pac
And Biggie within me god give me the will to
Never be anything but me
I spit it correct and never let
The weak shit infect me
See I'm a prodigy intense
Sometimes I gotta be
S-Sometimes I gotta be aggressive
I grew up in a home that was oppressive
So I go the extra mile to be impressive
I'm insane and I'll kill you all the same
I'm not an angel with wings
Like an arrow point
I'm more like a helicopter
You get chopped up in the blades
I'm Blaze, the hardest killer in the game
And I don't need a fucking clock
Or a chain to bang
I'm from the home of "Nobody gives
A fuck who you is"
And if you feeling me in this bitch
Then all you gotta do is:
Went from a:
Boy to a man, I'm a thug til I kick the
Can, I mean the bucket
Don't got a bucket-list
I got a fuck-it-list
I'm first on the list to say fuck it bitch
See I'm correct an shit
Not the solution I'm the problem
And yeah I'm loving it
I'm above it, like the clouds when you down
We on ya better seek shelter
Or get your umbrella
Because I got a knack for wetting em up
My knife ready to stab and cut
My motto is six short words "bitch
I don't give a fuck"
"The Resurrection will not be televised you
Can look to the skies
And realize the dead man has returned!"