Ransom, RJ Payne - From Dusk Till Dawn lyrics

[Ransom, RJ Payne - From Dusk Till Dawn lyrics]

Love from the hood
In honor only bestowed on those who showed
The hood the most unwavering of loyalties
I’m talking street niggas
Most literally from cradle to grave
Most literally from corn to the court
Most literally niggas who look the block in
Their last moments gasping for air
Right before yellow tapes make a spectacle
Of their bodies raw on cement
If the hood loves you
Should make a monument of this location

Forever been a force
Y’all lit the torch inside my inner thoughts
A nigga lost
Ironic I finds myself in the nicks of court
You’rе immature, think every minutе’s yours
That’s miniature
Like minotaurs, a bull headed nigga
Don’t like to listen, dog
Let’s finish off, I been to your hell
Am I a sinner? Sure but look
It’s a ray from that rifle
That keeps y'all insecure
But what’s gon’ make us kick in them doors
This here is neither chess
Nor checkers, nigga, this shit is war
You’ve been a fraud, I’d forfeit
If I was you, a prophet’s view
The love could make you strong
But the hate will make you unstoppable
What I can do is show you
The vision for every obstacle
What not to do
And turn the improbable to a possible
(Let’s fucking go)
Now these rappers is name calling
Don’t gamble with your mic and end
Up like a James Jordan (Damn)
I know you feel when them flames roaring
Rain pouring, flood your ears with the
Fears of me brainstorming
Aim crawling through the mud with fatigues
I’m in pain warring
But me and Payne is equivalent
To a plane soaring (I’m built for this shit)
I relived horrors to make you men quiver
Intense nigga
I’m just a kingpin with a king’s pen, nigga

Verses are 10k
I move like MJ with the blicker black ruger
King caged since 10th grade with my niggas
A mogul, I signed rappers
I get paid to get bigger
Shit is bittersweet, I mix the
Lemonade with the liquor, wooh
Amazingly dope, Payne, baby
They say he the GOAT
Big Daddy Kane and Wayne Gacy on coke
A mix of Hulkamania and Tray Chaney, I’m both
I’m religiously counting digit's
Pennsylvania’s pope, payne
Sharp imagery, dark energy part Hennessey
Uncertain future with harsh memories
Yeah, the kid is a star, that’s authentically
I’m obese, Roseanne bars, I scarred enemies
Wooh
These suckers, they don’t respect the flex
I’m calling shots right from the
Chair like I’m Professor X
Chopper got a tripod, that’s an erector set
Etch a sketch you right out the picture
That’s a direct effect
My plan vivid, I handpicked it
This man wicked
You understand, me and Ran is a pandemic
See, they gave me the light and I ran with it
Two champions exchanging punches, Duran
Leonard motherfucker

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