Hesitation (Alcatraz, Pt. 3)
Lyrics
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Chuggin, chuggin, chuggin got my brothers at my mama house
Callin, callin, callin Kenny he gon' bring the choppa out
All my dogs stay in the house, watch Rated R like Paramount
Oh you got a gun show? Let's see what all the hype about
Hesitation always get you killed
Hocus pocus David Copperfield
Hoe just focus tryna make a mil
Meek Milli I'm a Blood Hound
Ain't no magic ain't no cross around
Double cross me, stick this jigga up
We can hit it up, we can switch it up
We can switch it up
Back to the man the myth and the legend
Enough of your shit I'ma hit em and dead em
With all these bitches complain, I'm just fed up
Stomping the bodies that fall to the ground
When I'm walking right in and I get it I'm shootin em down in a second
And teach em a lesson just listen
Catch me at Alcatraz up in the trenches
Fuck do you know
Wrist twistin bitch I'm fixing the dope
Same flow and the same old style
Bitch talking shit ain't seen in a while
Sit in the back and we keeping it silent
But mess with our shit and we starting a riot
Ain't nothing to say to someone who lesser
Fuck anyone else who thinking they better
Hold up, hold up, hold up, ayyuh
Hesitation always get you
Being patient always get you
I see you slip, don't let me catch you
I know we mortal man, unimmortalized, it's morbid but it's true
Okay, wanna kill a man with my own hands
Better pray it's not you
I felt like this for a hundred million days
Where every move I make, end up being a mistake
Through the window, yeah that's where my heart go
Through the window, yeah that's where I follow
Chuggin, chuggin, chuggin got my brothers at my mama house
Callin, callin, callin Kenny he gon' bring the choppa out
All my dogs stay in the house, watch Rated R like Paramount
Oh you got a gun show? You got a gun show well
I never been one for gun tustlin, hustlin
Through the trenches of the mouth in the house of the giant
Hanging with cavity like you shit must been a sign
Standing on a tongue that will swallow, still I hold mine
And God tapping my shoulder, but I got fishing rod
Bait in a pothole, gotta give it more line
My life a movie scene, as He go, write the lines
O-O-Ozzy Ozz odds are I'm pussy ass lion
Bitch I'm not
Watching over my family like I'm Jimmy top of the six
Sendin killers all to your crib like Saddam gettin' that pick
Swear to God I was fearing death, waking up had me sick
But if I die after this drop, bet you still be on up on my dick
You bitches like Chauvin, see me carvin' up the casket
The dead man walking, gotta state it, you bitches cremated
Dead pacemakers, it's a wrap, all of you mummies
Soon as you see Semi, all of you run back to your mommies
It's been a long time since I sat down and count my money
Crack money, but I always seen you with your nose runny
I ain't no killer but don't push me, yeah that's Machivelli Semi
Any enemy befriending me, I hope you spite Kenny, cuz now
I know who the real and who the fake
I know who built me up and who pray for me to break
Ain't seen you in ten years, my raps they stay caked
If you heard these Oxymorons, you would be Blank Faced
All my dogs, we point blank
Pray to God, this ain't fate
God told me forgive, but I just ain't
That big of a man yet
Maybe that's my excuse
How can you let someone hurt you when you're able to shoot
How can you let a man breathe, wishing he was deceased
When his foot in your mouth and you down on your knees
Hugging hugging bullies, yeah all my dogs got trauma now
Semi semi colon, all my dogs we just count commas now
Yeah we countin dollas now, pass it to Ivan Kalla now
Commodities they come to me, but counting a hobby to me
Honestly used to rap my song but my dogs sing my song for me
Last song wanna Live Again, but now you gonna die for me
Chuggin, chuggin, chuggin got my brothers at my mama house
Callin, callin, callin Kenny he gon' bring the choppa out
All my dogs stay in the house, watch Rated R like Paramount
Oh you got a gun show? You got a gun show well
You got a gun show, oh you said you got a gun show
You got a gun show, oh you said you got a gun show
You got a gun show, oh you said you got a gun show well
Well, well well well well well
Someone, any amount of hatred you have for someone is unwarranted because
For me personally, it's less so that like
They're a bad person or you hate them it's moreso they're like
Not in line with what you would want in a person
Writer(s): Ermin Zeherovic, Josh Balisi, Simon Kalla
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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