j4ke fran's revenge şarkı sözleri

You said you got two needs Cigarettes and revenge So, cigarette, that's obvious Revenge, that's more interesting Do you like your revenge eaten hot or cold? Gather round and listen when I say Stories that were told were friction, if I may Be my brother's keeper, saving him from claim Out of devils hands, I'm holdin on to fame Men will show you, put you on display Only view the bad sides, put dirt on my name Never cast the first stone, justice is for God, I'm stretching out my rod, I'm potent with my word In my ward, tending to my pain Pain I should have caused you, drivin' me insane Sinkin to my brain, I'm switchin up my lane I'm aiming for the bank and takin what remain Can't leave crumbs for crap Eatin till I'm full, dotin out my map Broke my index finger just to make a point, I'm aiming at your joint, consider this a warning (Gun shot) Nigga, that's a rap Cuttin off your scenes on director shot Fuckin up the crew like a twisted plot I'm shockin all these fools, I'm an electric plot Bow your head to your masters Gettin my degree, had to school with these bastards Stuck on daddy issues, had to heal with no plasters Cover up that shit, turn a new leave after You know, its always good You know when people are saying it's not good You know the- the desire for vengeance F*ck it, don't need your opinion We out here try to make a million We hunting for fortune don't need the misfortune, you fuckin with faith, that's a silly one You've been warned, don't say you weren't I'm flexible, just like a silicon Like rubbers and plastic, on heat they elastic, I'm stretching to God has to put me on Put me on on the right path Everybody knows Jake is greedy, he's about stack Cover up my food, can not share with these back stabs Run your mouth again, running taps as I backtrack (yey) Fool me ones The second, your girl is on homie gun He's shooting his shots and we taping in shots, I send you the clip through a pistol gun Poet are killers this way I'm writin these verses in paragraphs My pens on your neck as I'm writing the checks, I'm punchin a hole through your bank account Can you hold a grudge for a really long time? (Forever) Holdin' grudges is the- I think, just another word for having standards
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