's no time to think Your conscience betrayed you when some tyrant waylaid you Where the lion lies down with the lamb I'd have paid off the traitor and killed
Lil' Wayne] I'm a killa Hey I'm a killa Huh I'm a killa Yeah I'm a kill Yeah I'ma killa I'm a killa I'm a kill 'em Yeah already Yeah betta call
, for angels to fly Now an angel will die, covered in white with closed eyes & hoping for a better life this time, we'll fade out tonight, straight down
afriad of the killa in me cuz im about to kill em im about to kill em cuz im bout to kill em im about to kill em so fuck it im kill em so fuck it im
Yo this the outlaw jossy scott from saliva, get down with my boy Lil Wyte Memphis style homocidal, Verse 1 Man im bout to kill me a motherfucker,
to the bad guys This Busta Rhymes, Mega shit is madd fly And I keep my heater on standby The nine millimeter shine, kill or be killed You fuck me, you
cracks behind the trenches I'ma hurt this when I work this, I'll beat you fuckin' senseless Deep and other bitches got me swingin' at the fences I bring it down like gravity
Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and they moms I'm just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity
All the shit that you talk All the bullshit that you stand for It's more important what, what your ready to build What you're ready to pass down to your
from the gravity, stand and point your a Tech and see him drop [Gangsta Boo:] Yeah I know, I know Down, down, baby goin' down, down Sweet dreams baby
pops Away from the gravity, stand and point your a tech and see him drop Yeah, I know, I know, down, down, baby goin' down, down Sweet dreams baby,
lack Grew up in the projects with the welfare and the food stamps Modern day concentration camps Where we lost all our unity Because the negativity pulls us down like gravity
get out And they are the directors who are dead and [Unverified] Even down south in Atlanta Police play the pawn for their master It's a disaster, practicing who can kill
You're playin' with fire You're playin' with fire You could be one in a million Could be walking down the street, just like any civilian You could be
Isaac, you dumbbell, take my advice Go right back there and sleep beneath that tree And if you let that rotten apple fall down on your head Why you'll discover gravity
mean something to me But Jane, that is a luxury There are those of a little faith in me And they pull me down like gravity And I see them on every street
in their mouth Now their not killas they not mad at me Now they just screaming, "Don't kill me, I have a family" It's big psych I push it down like gravity
thang (Come on, you know you need to) Slow down, young girl Keep it real hun, you gotta keep it real hun Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash (Come on, you know you need to) Slow down