Freddie Gibbs, Ransom - Demise lyrics

Uh huh it's real glorious
Painful at the same time though
I know y'all hear me presidential
Yeah

When two gangstas collide
You can look a nigga eye to eye
And tell him why somebody probably gotta die
Them niggas sitting plotting our demise
We on the rise these two gangstas arrive
A man is not a man without his pride
It's no surprise
Our main goal's to survive
Until my soul's floating in the sky
I tell 'em why

Me and Gibbs back to back fuck the middleman
Big chopper say hello to my little friend
On the corner playing dice until I win again
Fuck the law
Put me in the ring to fight Zimmerman
Homicide looking for a fingerprint
We at the rose bar toasting to my ignorance
These crackers can't believe
That I'm innocent
Jon Gotti swag hopping in the limo Benz
The gritty tales from a nigga
From a dark block
Rest in peace to that nigga
That's from Far Rock
And to this very day it's still a soft spot
I wish I had a last
Word before his heart stopped
I swear these rap niggas is a joke
Every nigga got a choppa
Every nigga selling coke (nope)
I'm the type of nigga that
You don't wanna approach
Killing paper with this pen 'cause
It's murder that I wrote

When two gangstas collide
You can look a nigga eye to eye
And tell him why somebody probably gotta die
Them niggas sitting plotting our demise
We on the rise these two gangstas arrive
A man is not a man without his pride
It's no surprise
Our main goal's to survive
Until my soul's floating in the sky
I tell 'em why

Yeah, this that razor-sharp guillotine rap
Straight out the land of microwave
Crack and machine gats
Trip to New York I bet niggas
Buy what I bring back
Life sentence worth of dope in the
Trunk I done seen that
OGs never showed me was way
Too greedy to teach me
I'll chunk a deuce and throw up
The Rollie no need for speakin'
Don't need a to picture me
Rollin' and see me creepin
Or I'll pop out with that choppa, we even
Seein' polices
I got donkey in that super sport
I'm valet parking on candy
You in that Uber boy
Black 45 with no masks that's
How I do ya boy
Nigga what the fuck you got shooters if
You ain't gon' use 'em for
You losin', boy
Gangsta got your bitch to blow me with
Barry White on the Beats Pill
Freddie Kane baby
The wolf dressed as the sheep still
Nigga went from straight don status
To dirty black bastard
Evil seed 'til I bleed
Hold it down for Ransom

When two gangstas collide
You can look a nigga eye to eye
And tell him why somebody probably gotta die
Them niggas sitting plotting our demise
We on the rise these two gangstas arrive
A man is not a man without his pride
It's no surprise
Our main goal's to survive
Until my soul's floating in the sky
I tell 'em why