(comissioner)



Busta

Everytime you n***as close the door behind you
When you leave out your crib
Hope you n***as is thinking like me ,like me
I understand your troubles dog tell me what you gone do
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you


Check it

I hope you know when them n***as is coming for you
You holding your toaster say you a prayer and hope it goes well
Cause once the bullet penertrate
It will just start to irritate
All of your organs surrounding the bullet hole aswell
You might even go into minor convulsions
Thе beat of your heart is pulsing and faster racе than a rabbit fucking
Losing your feelings and you vision is getting blurry
I worry your every breath is shorter from what you tryna suck in
I no you wishing what they shot was a dud now
Somebody left you for dead while you choke on your blood now
Na na na na na na now if the luck of god ain't working
Till your shoveling through somebody elses garbage we can pray to
And while your time is running the both of your legs numbing up now
You probably wishing someone to come and save you
Because in that you ain't putting metal deposits in me
Cause nowa days folderble gun closets travel with me

Everytime you n***as close the door behind you
When you leave out your crib
Hope you n***as is thinking like me ,like me
I understand your troubles dog tell me what you gone do
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you


Ayo


They taking no prisioners n***as when they come for your head
When you the hottest in the street they try to shoot you down dead
Tho about the other day what you was telling me done forth
N***as were shooting at me what they shoot up my truck for
I be on that bullshit while n***as be catching tandems
I go switch up and the whip is shot up
Now im pushing a phantom
Got a little more selective with the shit i be doing
And got a little more strategic with the way i be moving
And i stocked up on a couple of them things with the scope
And i love the fact it could tear a back of a elephant open
So i sit and take the time i make the effort to clean it
So this shit'll never jam at the time if i really need it
Now i rock with a couple n***as that kill something silent
While i strieve the lyrics you trying not to resort to violent
If my backs against the wall believe there be a whole heap of shit
That will pop and make you drop kiss the feet of the reaper


Everytime you n***as close the door behind you
When you leave out your crib
Hope you n***as is thinking like me ,like me
I understand your troubles dog tell me what you gone do
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you
If a n***a trying to kill you,kill you


((dillagence))