Lloyd Banks, Freddie Gibbs - Empathy lyrics

Yeah mothafuckas know what time it is, man
This is The Course of the Inevitable

Yo, the audacity it takes to rank me with
The style I invented
Wear my credentials like it's jewelry
They gave my flowers cemented
To hell with honorable mentions
Artists are comical, temptin'
Horrible albums, new ventin', three
Pounds of vomit, who sent 'em?
Stereo blood or laughing
They helium'd up your last king
Can't muzzle me up with no coffin
Won't hit me with no vaccine
Goons in the black Beem'
Turn your crew to a track team
Highly viewed on the rap scene
Sly maneuvers and cash streams
Flee from the copper sound, racist coppers
They chop us down ounces of 14K
You RIP boxes with rocks around
None of y'all profit bound
Crypt the equipment out the sockers now
Get with the art or drown
Rubber bands stackin' up dollar pounds
Revenge is on it's job
Karma'll sneak a gun in softly
Been callin' up to God
Startin' to think He hung up on me
Number orgy, figured you need some incentive
To come support me
One or two flips I'm out of here
Hit the work with a somersault, we on

I can still hear the money calling
I done been out the way too long
Nothing out here is more important
Put in the spot where I belong
Gotta know how to take a loss
Give me that curse when I was born
The last nigga that go to sleep will
Be the first to be put on
Live all your days like it's your last 'cause
In a blink you could be gone
You rather love or will respect? Showin'
That love'll get you harmed
Won't be no empathy 'cause
You going through it, gotta be strong
(yeah)
It's always easier for you to do wrong
(Big Rabbit Gang, yeah)

Went on a yacht, got seasick
Can't fuck on the boat no more
A key of wap mixed with that cut
Guess I don't sell dope no more
Synthetics, mafia methods
Like I'm in the Cosa No'
Get rich and charge it all to a bitch
That's how this shit 'posed to go
My geekers wanna damn near OD
They want that got 'em dead
Kitchen full of powder
I turn my bitch to a powderhead
Niggas takin' deals
That's the only way you get out the feds
Castrated, dick in his fuckin' mouth
When they found him dead
(Yo, slow down, Fred)
These scammers ain't no hustlers
They computer thots
This Harlem nigga sent some shooters at me
Got his shooter shot (Oops)
Uh, this shit I be spittin' so real
Make niggas pull they Google out
My 'Vette orange
Groovin' like I grew up on the Hoover block
I move it in the U-Haul
My Spanish niggas gon' get me right
Freddie Chicharito fuck Spanish bitches
Up in the Heights bussin' with this TEC
I got jacked and I tried to smoke a hike
Nine shots
Turned into Superman when he smoked the pipe
Yeah, you heard him right

I can still hear the money calling
I done been out the way too long
Nothing out here is more important
Put in the spot where I belong
Gotta know how to take a loss
Give me that curse when I was born
The last nigga that go to sleep will
Be the first to be put on
Live all your days like it's your last 'cause
In a blink you could be gone
You rather love or will respect? Showin'
That love'll get you harmed
Won't be no empathy 'cause
You going through it, gotta be strong
It's always easier for you to do wrong (Uh)

From here on out, it's independent now
Fuck what the labels offerin'
Sick and tired of awkward grins
Back slammin' coupe doors again
Studios I've been torturing
I'ma dedicate this to all the less fortunate
There's a lack of real niggas
Fucked up the war percent
Victory is a gorgeous sin
Bought the Benz so you all can vent
More content with a fortune spent
No disrespect from talks exempt
Mackin' gave me a freezin' chest
Always thirty degrees or less
Destined for me to be the best
Out of Q-U two E's N-S
Vegetable state for being fake
EMS to a vegan death
Poverty leaves you breathin' stressed
Legal mess on the freedom steps
Celebrity never made me
My sentiments made me crazy
187's the consequence, 718's the AC
Troubled to say the least
Pray the heavenly gates embrace thee
There's finally notoriety
That's gon' come with a late fee
Performance style is a 40 cal
Back out movin' the army now
Far away from the corny crowd
Dying you call me out, now

I can still hear the money calling
I done been out the way too long
Nothing out here is more important
Put in the spot where I belong
Gotta know how to take a loss
Give me that curse when I was born
The last nigga that go to sleep will
Be the first to be put on
Live all your days like it's your last 'cause
In a blink you could be gone
You rather love or will respect? Showin'
That love'll get you harmed
Won't be no empathy 'cause
You going through it, gotta be strong
It's always easier for you to do wrong