Fred The Godson, Jim Jones, Marc Scibilia - Better Now lyrics

Capo, go
I pray to the Lord, Rakim check out my melody
(Peace God)
Talk tough where tough is what you better be
(Wassup?) i'm still handin' out smack just
Like I'm sellin' D (Facts)
I spit like her-on up in the 70s
Shit, I'm Nicky Barnes with the flow (Arrggh)
You gotta block, you gotta bomb
You gon' blow (Arrggh)
Uh, like Frank Lucas with the bars (Catch it)
Gun in the drop like I'm
Shootin' at the stars (Boom)
Gotta be a man of your actions
Never take the stand on your faction (Never)
Runnin' through the back door I
Got the back end drug dealer car
So you know I got the black Benz (Woo)
AMG or that 63 kitted (Go)
Name a V, I promise bitch we did it (Facts)
Hopped out and we was drip drip drippin' (Uh)
Might need a mop but they
Won't catch me slippin' (No)
Lookin' for the keys
The cars don't have ignitions (No)
Was dreamin 'bout the coke 'til I
Woke up in the kitchen (for real)
Shit, you ever woke up in the trap (Huh)
2 pumpers, 1 fiend smokin' up the crack? (Oh)

If you go, I won't forget now
But I hope that I don't let you down
I will carry your light 'til
I'm in the ground (ah, right)
But I hope that I won't let you down
Down down

(TBM, it's GORRRDO)
Chop by the house, picture perfection
They cop by the crib like witness protection
(Woo) driver probation, whippin' a XM
Send me location, send you directions
Me, white girl and a pot, orgies, I know
(Facts) if it's 'bout guap, call me
You could get shot for a G, I know
Put ya sons in ya wills like 4 Gaidos
(Ha ha ha) they in love with the coco
(Coco) , OT genasis
Uncle told me "Nah no!", he was OT Genesis
Streets of Rage cartridge, know I'm a nemesis
Drop the roof on a model
Seen sentences like I'm proof readin' a novel
(Ah) free Hov, free Bloody Grip
From a OJ, left the glove on the strip (Damn)
Man wife gave him a snub for a gift (Uh, huh)
Shooter from the Uber get you Lyft
Pistol whip ya face, boy, got him in the lip
Wasn't baseball
It was the bottom of the fifth (Woo)
Front me the base, boy, got you on the flip
(Flip) tBM, we be on some shit (TBM)
Screw on the silencer, sound off (Shhh)
Fuck with my circle, I let a round off, God

If you go, I won't forget now
But I hope that I don't let you down
I will carry your light 'til
I'm in the ground
But I hope that I won't let you down
Down down