I'll Be... [Album]

ethemadassassin: I’ll be damned if i do, damned if i won’t (i’ll be damned) examine ya quote, and imagine u braggin bout that babble u wrote (you garbage) I’ll be the nigga with his hands on ya goats throat (chokin the f*ck out you) teeth glowing like Ocho, shoulders moving like i’m maneuvering rowboats (put my back into it) I’ll be the six million dollar man, speeding in slo mo (dnnnnnn), did drug deals for the polo, then legally cop enough to leave it on both coasts ( I’ll be letting my beard go white like an old goat (chillin), shining like soul glow (drippin), i’ll be apologetic after my soul float, (catch me then nigga) I’ll be coming back to america from another country (another one), i put oceans under me (all 5), you ever seen this color money (this from new zealand) Huh, money? I’ll be ordering roast duck confit with my eggs runny , but never getting too comfy (never comfortable), chasin checks thru a few countries (a few( I’ll be startin off slow, do a few monthly (just a few), then get a few under (just a few), next I’m investing in tour companies (that’s next) I’ll be Treatin it just like a pack, move a few monthly (just a few), then get a few under me (just a few), invest in my misery to bring new companies (misery loves) I’ll be planning for the future with the past in mind, thats why i still pack a nine (still got it) and all my water has to be alkaline (has to be) I’ll be out my rabid mind if i straddle lines (crazy), yall outside tip toeing side to side (uh oh, uh oh). when its hammer time Hook: I’ll be living to my last day like i got a future (i got a future/i can see it), get in my way on god i’ll move you (on god/on mamas), and i dont gotta shoot ya (i really dont/i’m saying) I’ll be living to my last day like i dont got a future (whats that?/living fast), get in my way, my god’ll move u (god got me/move nigga), or i gotta shoot ya (pop pop pop/pow) Seven Da Pantha: 10 toes down, Kilimanjaro high as the flow pound/ While you running for your 4*pound. -Drawing off the waist, drilling just like black gold found/ Optimal hate, wait, let me slow it down. -Gladiator stat stuck, masked up/ Hollows impact the target like a Mac truck, if i act up. -Ghost, dormant, low in the hood plastered on America's Most Wanted/ Careful who your folks taunting. -Thugging, guerilla style, banana clips beating your chest/ Exit wound could fit a Civic now, simmer down. -Testin' all your hearts/ When i shoot, hit the Roots, the Tipping Point, slugs tear through your joints and Things Fall Apart. -Gone off these trees, locked in with e, he locked in with me/ While y'all was knockin' Z's, all i see is. -Top 5, dead or alive, but not 'til i'm deceased/ Son a Lo*Life, i'm targeting your Horsemen, call me Iron Shiek. Hook: I’ll be living to my last day like i got a future (i got a future/i can see it), get in my way on god i’ll move you (on god/on mamas), and i dont gotta shoot ya (i really dont/i’m saying) I’ll be living to my last day like i dont got a future (whats that?/living fast), get in my way, my god’ll move u (god got me/move nigga), or i gotta shoot ya (pop pop pop/pow)