Forefathers Songtext
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Forefathers Songtext
I want revenge for my forefathers
Hardest out, linen on, and I wore Pradas
Met the plug on Fairhill, had to score the product
This like a game winner, if the score was tied up
They found the boy shot up
Yeah I come from the bottom, but the boy done shot up
Lay low then popped up
Bills due, my girl knocked up
Fuck a 17, we was glocked up
Was doing right then turned left, on percocets
New money, new deal, Po gon′ work the check
I think the feds listening, I was correct
North what I rep, OBH is the set
Drove past this lil bitch, she done broke her neck
My lil man say fuck the money, he just want respect
My cousin got his first million, he ain't even flex
Gun shooting, body down, he screaming out "Who next?"
The root of all evil, I′m moving beetles
The hardest from Philly nigga since Sigel
But I'm worldwide, spread like the measles
Closed casket, he done got a redo
Like a chess game, I done peeped moves
I'm making moves, coke block running smooth
I wanted to go to school, but I needed food
Blew a nigga brains, then I played it cool
My bro told me fall back, I done paid my dues
I done played the fool, but sharper than a sabertooth
Blowing on gas, I′m off maple too
Reminiscing, wrist cuffed, and my ankle too
I want revenge for my forefathers
Hardest out, linen on, and I wore Pradas
Met the plug on Fairhill, had to score the product
This like a game winner, if the score was tied up
They found the boy shot up
Yeah I come from the bottom, but the boy done shot up
Lay low then popped up
Bills due, my girl knocked up
Fuck a 17, we was glocked up
I′m in quicksand, think quick, damn
I'm already waist deep, I can′t quit now
I been up for two days, I need to sit down
Shot a nigga block, then I spun back round
Or pin his neck like Pesci, the coke bubble Pepsi
Weigh the loud in hefties
You know the hood hot as shit, you see a cop then text me
Was doing right then I made a lefty
Was jail time, correct me, collect card accept me
Favorite gun an SK, but the FN is sexy
I'm fucking with her too
You too hyper, my Timbs, they was hikers
Hosdale, I blend in with the lifers
Cops know we down, shit, they don′t like us
These other rappers full of shit, they ain't like us
It′s the last crusade, your path delayed
All I see is blood, I hope you bastards prayed
You know the strip running, I'm bagging half the days
You need a verse that's 50 hundreds for half a page
She was all in my face, I ain′t want your babe
I′d rather fall back and chill, I ain't want the stage
Cops kill a black man, he could′ve used his face
Definition of sturdy, then they used my face
My steak cured for a year, I got expensive taste
She gave me head and let me fuck and I ain't spend no cake
I want revenge for my forefathers
Hardest out, linen on, and I wore Pradas
Met the plug on Fairhill, had to score the product
This like a game winner, if the score was tied up
They found the boy shot up
Yeah I come from the bottom, but the boy done shot up
Lay low then popped up
Bills due, my girl knocked up
Fuck a 17, we was glocked up
Hardest out, linen on, and I wore Pradas
Met the plug on Fairhill, had to score the product
This like a game winner, if the score was tied up
They found the boy shot up
Yeah I come from the bottom, but the boy done shot up
Lay low then popped up
Bills due, my girl knocked up
Fuck a 17, we was glocked up
Was doing right then turned left, on percocets
New money, new deal, Po gon′ work the check
I think the feds listening, I was correct
North what I rep, OBH is the set
Drove past this lil bitch, she done broke her neck
My lil man say fuck the money, he just want respect
My cousin got his first million, he ain't even flex
Gun shooting, body down, he screaming out "Who next?"
The root of all evil, I′m moving beetles
The hardest from Philly nigga since Sigel
But I'm worldwide, spread like the measles
Closed casket, he done got a redo
Like a chess game, I done peeped moves
I'm making moves, coke block running smooth
I wanted to go to school, but I needed food
Blew a nigga brains, then I played it cool
My bro told me fall back, I done paid my dues
I done played the fool, but sharper than a sabertooth
Blowing on gas, I′m off maple too
Reminiscing, wrist cuffed, and my ankle too
I want revenge for my forefathers
Hardest out, linen on, and I wore Pradas
Met the plug on Fairhill, had to score the product
This like a game winner, if the score was tied up
They found the boy shot up
Yeah I come from the bottom, but the boy done shot up
Lay low then popped up
Bills due, my girl knocked up
Fuck a 17, we was glocked up
I′m in quicksand, think quick, damn
I'm already waist deep, I can′t quit now
I been up for two days, I need to sit down
Shot a nigga block, then I spun back round
Or pin his neck like Pesci, the coke bubble Pepsi
Weigh the loud in hefties
You know the hood hot as shit, you see a cop then text me
Was doing right then I made a lefty
Was jail time, correct me, collect card accept me
Favorite gun an SK, but the FN is sexy
I'm fucking with her too
You too hyper, my Timbs, they was hikers
Hosdale, I blend in with the lifers
Cops know we down, shit, they don′t like us
These other rappers full of shit, they ain't like us
It′s the last crusade, your path delayed
All I see is blood, I hope you bastards prayed
You know the strip running, I'm bagging half the days
You need a verse that's 50 hundreds for half a page
She was all in my face, I ain′t want your babe
I′d rather fall back and chill, I ain't want the stage
Cops kill a black man, he could′ve used his face
Definition of sturdy, then they used my face
My steak cured for a year, I got expensive taste
She gave me head and let me fuck and I ain't spend no cake
I want revenge for my forefathers
Hardest out, linen on, and I wore Pradas
Met the plug on Fairhill, had to score the product
This like a game winner, if the score was tied up
They found the boy shot up
Yeah I come from the bottom, but the boy done shot up
Lay low then popped up
Bills due, my girl knocked up
Fuck a 17, we was glocked up
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