Kuniva - Bury Me A G Freestyle lyrics

I'm not the hardest or the weakest
I'm a walking enigma like a retarded genius
I'm cold blooded to the end so
If I don't like you
I'll put a nigga on ice cubes with the Mac-10
Many have died for me to be what I became
Plenty have shown their true colors
I ain't sayin' names (Nah)
I fell for it so I guess
It's only me to blame (yeah)
I guess you really have to see
The hurt to feel the pain (C'mon)
So in the last three and a half
Years I've seen more people get buried
I'm sick of the cemetary (Fuck)
Me and my father barbecued on memorial day
The next morning they called me
And said he passed away (What?)
I'm like "Bullshit! I just saw him yesterday"
He just told me "Fuck the past
And give your best today"
My wife's worried that I'm
Slippin' in the darkness
But there's so many goals that
Big Proof didn't accomplish
See, I just wanna make him
Proud and be something great
And keep my niggas from
Dyin' and sellin' weight
We all kings, homie
This is how we gettin' down
Yeah, you got bread but can't
Make moves like Mr howe
Was never good at pretendin'
I'm not a mobster, just a henchman
Exposing you like an old fashion lynchin'
(Bitch) pass the watermelon and the chicken
I'm about to a motherfucker
On the back porch, I'm trippin'

No more shuckin' and jivin'
Hoes stop cussin' and wilin'
You in a hurry to die?
Click-clack, hush it and silence

I hate violence but I thrive on it
Since you love the streets, when I blast
You better dive on it stop smiling
Bitch! You the type to charter
A plane and a pilot (What?)
And send a slut to the Virgin Islands (Haha)
D Tweezy, all's easy, thug motivator
Guns with so many attachments
I call it devastator
Bullets penetratin' your body and
Get to percolating
While they operating, you a hot potato
(Hot! Hot) bitch, gimme all you got
I want that chains and the watch
And a pinky ring, nigga
Little things mean a lot
Mr stack-the-green-a-lot
When the cops came you seen a lot
I should write a movie script the way
That I can scheme and plot
I do it the Shady way
Leave a nigga sleep to rot (yeah)
Have the heater smokin' like a reefer spot
Keep the Glock
Meet the doc after I'm finished
Tearin' your peeps apart (Uh)
Shoot fast like I'm tryna beat the clock
(There's one)
Do you like a fiend treats a rock
And ride by the scene afterwards
Look at your homie's face to see the shot
(Haha)
We are not alike, we are not the same, nigga
We can bounce (What up?)
You can talk to the hand, grab the knife
Meet the ox i raise my guns like my kids
You want peace or not?
Well, fuck your child's birthday
I'm 'bout to clear Jeepers out
Beat your spouse in the face, she's spittin'
All her teeth is out
Beat you up before you reach the couch
That's what beef's about
Yesterday, the pastor didn't know what
He would teach about (Nuh uh)
Imma give him numerous topics for
Him to preach about
I heard a nigga yellin' that
The dozen doesn't have skills
Everybody's frontin'
It's like they so tough and they that real
Should've paid attention to Devil's
Night and listened
You was busy chasin' round video vixens
Pimpin' (Chill out) and I ain't even
Just trippin' off how niggas
Be runnin' they lips
They talk shit and none of us ain't got shit
Get filled with hot shit, strip a nigga naked
Tie him right next to the stove
And smother him with hot grit's pop shit
Run off at the mouth and held hostage (Blow)
Decapitate your head and bury
It like an ostrich
I'll freestyle off of the dome
I got a head rush (Haha)
This wall in this booth
Keeps leakin' red stuff
I'll put your team on ice like a red slush
Pop you right in Popeye's chicken
Now you a dead duck
You the type to call the feds up at random
And tell 'em that I said stuff
Just to get me jammed up (Haha)
I'll spray your mans up

I fuck it ha ha hahahaha
Nothin', man, I was thinki-
I just thought about some silly
Shit in my head, dawg