budu - anarchy. Lyrics

I'm tryna leave the past in the past, so if we ever ever been in beef
Know I can't change what's behind me, life don't work with no green screen
If you see me don't mean mug, we all know what it means
You wanna brew things and stir it up, I'm reading your tea leaves
So much big talk from such little men, that shit ain't moving me
You ain't doing shit, you ain't worrying none, ain't nobody losing sleep
Pointing out all you dickriders only time I'm counting sheep
Call me David, a nigga want smoke?
Then he getting stoned with me

I don't wanna hear no talk about peace
Unless you talking bout a 9 piece
Unless you talking 1-2 piece a nigga or chop him up in different pieces
Jesus, robbing niggas for their Jesus Pieces
Bullet casing look like reese's pieces
Blood encoated, see him laying deceased
The medical examiner spent the weekend playing puzzle with his facial features
Smell of fear permeates his faeces
That is what you get from beef in the streets with niggas who don't know the meaning of decent
Niggas who will rob a church, kill a deacon
Niggas who will pop pop pop and then leave and brag about it to the cops in the precinct
Pack you outta here like owing your lease
And 'round this part we learn bout trapping and keys man
Way before we learn bout birds and the bees
And even in the school the coaches were teaching
Shooting first before you playing some defense
Man, we did some different swinging at recess
Playing tag meant you were entering freezers
Hide and seek, we practicing for police search
Didn't take a test with no ABCs man, only kinda test we took was a g-check
There's no easing your way into the streets man
Stepping in some blood is how you get feet wet
Get in fights and lose the tooth meant for sweetness
Learnt about a desert 'fore we learnt dessert
'Round here we need taxis less than we need hearse
Ain't bought clothes in months, got RIP t-shirts
Man life sucks so hard, wonder do her knees hurt?
I won't fake if I ain't f*cking with you
Swing on niggas like I'm Skip to my Lou
Who the f*ck you think you catching up to?
You can't see me boy, you Mr Magoo
Shut the f*ck up, you don't talk when I do
No one cares about your thoughts and your views
No one really out here thinking bout you
Who the f*ck is tryna hear from Ja Rule?
Why the f*ck you tryna do what I do?
This shit ludicrous, you move when I move
All your homies they convinced you the dude
Disappointed if they knew what I knew
Disappointed if they knew you were a spineless piece of shit
A no-good nothing, a no balls having, a pussy, you don't even need a dick
[Sucks teeth] you niggas all make me sick