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Bastards

Album: Pressure Durasi: 2:13
[00:00.08]Momma raised a gangster, daddy wasn't there
[00:02.67]Grandfather taught me how to work and make it out of here
[00:05.76]The streets taught me how to be cold and don't care
[00:08.57]And the country taught me how to hold my head with no fear
[00:11.77]They better start shootin' if they think that they gonna stop me
[00:14.63]Pop smoke or Tupac me
[00:15.72]I don't rock with bodyguards, I'm too cocky
[00:17.76]Two glockys and this shotty knock your top off, you copy?
[00:20.45]And all these white boys jockin' me while they copy
[00:23.68]Look, I'm mayonnaise, white as fuck too
[00:26.55]Throwing hand grenades out the side of my truck like, "Fuck you!"
[00:29.99]Can't you get your own style, own look?
[00:31.93]Or you just going to be a clone and take everything out my whole book?
[00:35.69]Just my presence is a blessin', you peasants need to invest in heavy weapons
[00:39.83]Instead of studio sessions
[00:41.38]Yeah, I hear you rappin', but I don't see progression
[00:44.25]My resume's impressive, every second is perfection
[00:47.53]Momma raised a gangster, daddy wasn't there
[00:50.17]Grandfather taught me how to work and make it out of here
[00:53.18]The streets taught me how to be cold and don't care
[00:56.15]And the country taught me how to hold my head with no fear
[00:58.77]Momma raised a gangster
[01:01.07]Momma raised a gangster
[01:03.96]Momma raised a gangster
[01:06.97]Momma raised a gangster
[01:11.02]Knocking down the door with the street sweeper
[01:13.19]This thing I got in my hand is a meat cleaver
[01:15.24]You can get shot or cut in half
[01:17.15]I'm cutting out a path with a chainsaw and a weeder
[01:19.84]I know you don't think they fuckin' with me! Me either
[01:22.99]I'm ballin' like I'm MJ
[01:24.14]Ridin' 'til the tires bald, the gas tank empty
[01:26.32]Got another thing coming you think I'm friendly
[01:28.75]I'm a giant like I'm 10 feet, you dyin' if you tempt me
[01:31.60]Motherfucker I'm sayin', "Dyin' if you tempt me"
[01:34.48]Ay, what the fuck is wrong with them?
[01:36.38]You ass like a thong in 'em
[01:37.62]Durags, saggy pants don't mean you rap, killin' all of 'em
[01:40.54]They fallin' like it's Autumn, time for you to call an audible
[01:43.63]I rap about way more than broads and expensive automobiles
[01:46.81]Momma raised a gangster, daddy wasn't there
[01:49.39]Grandfather taught me how to work and make it out of here
[01:52.31]The streets taught me how to be cold and don't care
[01:54.94]And the country taught me how to hold my head with no fear
[01:58.08]Momma raised a gangster
[02:00.66]Momma raised a gangster
[02:03.62]Momma raised a gangster
[02:06.72]Momma raised a gangster
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