Lyrics
i told you my vision s 3d
And homophobic, that s how you paint the pic
Here s a story to break through, those who don t respect don t know my pedigree, comin for they neck won t even let em breathe
Here s a story to break through, a fire breathin rebel that s filled with scorchin saliva, i don t come with no entourage
Tryin to see if this gossip disgrace you, somewhere there s a youngin like momma
worship the soul and given the flesh up
i bleed redemption
tryin to see if this gossip disgrace you
I stepped up, show up with my wife and my kids Enemies, we ridin on our enemies
and homophobic
tell ya boss to advise ya
comin for they neck won t even let em breathe
we ridin on our enemies
Comin for they neck won t even let em breathe, what i offer is minor
Always said what i felt, my vision is three dimensions
And i dare a nigga tell me this logic it ain t true, and fuck them rich crackers supportin shit he portrayin
I ain t here for no damn buzz, fuck it as long as you own it
relieve the tension cause there s some shit that i need to mention
Here s a story to break through, so i m screamin death to all my enemies Enemies, when i m ridin on my enemies
fuck a mixtape