Mel Dorado
You ready to ride?
Oh yeah, they got me on one for this one
What going out there?
Flat wagon
I don't take them riding
Nah, they ain't ready for it, watch it
Watch!
Surrounded by ungrateful,
unfaithful motherfuckers
So we almost to the top and I can't wait for motherfuckers
To fall off, trying to keep up with the Mac men
They all get the backhand
Watch me when I hop up out of a black van
This is for the ones that be claiming that they love me
Come around when it's good,
when it's bad you wanna shove me
I just look like this
You think I won't bite back
You think I won't sit up,
take a punch And won't fight back to all my so-called friends?
You better bust when I bust You feel
the wind gust when I bust like lust
Can I trust my friends?
Can I trust my chick?
You think she'd make this * better if she'd just suck my *?
I'm not a motherfucking squirrel trying to bust
a * nut And if I'm feeling like this,
bitch,
you must be * up
See, I got your back, but now who got mine?
See, I kept all your *, but who kept mine?
Well,
fine then,
I'ma get my own back I'ma get my own sack,
but who gon' * around and get your bone cracked?
Blown back,
* with the wrong black man I bet you didn't know I'm
a grown black man I'm a strong black man with the power of
a nut I devour any sucker leaving flour on your block See,
I'm fed up,
trying to keep my head up Tired of cutting my hair,
so you know what?
* it! About to let it dread up Twisting and locking,
keep my chick in her pocket Stick my dick in her socket,
now I'm picking her pocket Checking with big niggas from
the shoulders Murray's a blade for breaking boulders
We guard their apologies like them motherfuckers never told us
Never pay these things when they owe us
We want the cold when I'm the coldest
When we act,
you should've told us We want the safe,
you should've showed us
Cuz we're sharp just like a tactician There's no game,
this is when we practice
On a lifelong mission to get this paper and become fat
Because you * my dick
You can come, come, come, come
Masters on the block, we better run, run, run
We do it moving,
keep it pushing,
you can play at the top
We the one with the guns, we be in the slums
Walk, walk, walk, walk
You can come, come, come, come
Masters on the block, we better run, run, run
We do it moving,
keep it pushing,
you can play at the top We the one with the guns,
we be in the slums
I'm tougher than a rusty lug nut Boy,
I just look like this,
huh?
You thought I was a thug?
What?
Semi-automatic,
busting erratic emphatic Writing down
shattered cuz I release to you the static
Check the attic,
you find a stockpile of new rock wall
and I'll bark just like a rock wall
Well,
find me on the bottom,
boy,
you find me on the top file And I will not smile,
and I will not shed a tear
And I will not tolerate it if it's
not a better year See these suckers?
Man, they got me twisted like black licorice
Put the pistol in your armpit,
let's see if your ass is ticklish
I'm sick of this,
this economical stalemate See some of
my niggas resort to pimping on jailbait
Are you trying to be wrong?
I'm glad we finally on, we finally strong
Check on iTunes,
they finding my song,
rewinding my song
I have a good habit,
I look good at it Go to Rapscootin' Records,
man,
they should
have it,
should *** it I'm out of them motherfuckers jacking me
Man,
that was jacking my Mackin' because they thought I had it cracking
I just look like this,
man,
I just live around here
Ask all my homies around here,
man,
I give around here
And they don't have to beg,
and they don't have to lie
Just come at me straight up and you won't have to die
I'm a special type of guy with a tongue like a razor
Melt a rock, sell the bottle, run like a blazer
Embrace
Are we done yet?
That's the end?
That's the end?
That's the end?
That's the end?
That's the end?