Ask them what they doin', all I see they tryna be me
And ask me what I'm doin', man your business, bitch I do me
They cap when they get to it, we gon' spin just like a CD
My rappin' shit influence gangsta niggas, not BET
Now word around town, I heard some shit I need to step on
I'm used to grimy shit, that's why I ran away and left home
They tried to cage me in, I left them bleedin' like a tampon
Nominated, niggas devastated, better get gone
Boss shit, end up lost quick, you won't be found
Clutchin' shit, stay on defense, check the rebound
I told them, give me a minute, I'll rise and achieve it
They didn't believe it, now they stuck lookin' like paraplegic
Niggas blind, they can't see me, we call they ass Stevie
Wonder why they in the same position like a TV
I came from nothin', had to make a way, I couldn't repeat
The scars that's on my body came from bodies from the streets
Niggas blind, they can't see me, we call they ass Stevie
Wonder why they in the same position like a TV
I came from nothin', had to make a way, I couldn't repeat
The scars that's on my body came from bodies from the streets
Damn , been down since the 80's
So many losses and struggles after my second probation
I had to take me a huddle, allegations and rumors
From snitchin' bitches and piers, now you see me, now you don't
Chris Angel, we here, then we appear
Vicious, bloody red thugs, these niggas beware
Ya ya , is the call from your bosses, I'm gettin' losses
I'm costin' and I ain't takin' no losses, I hit your head and your jaws
Call your girl, tell her to come
Put your face on a t-shirt, son
You the red stop sign with the white word, stop snitchin
Snot bitches, cause niggas gon' be gettin' killed
On one cold, and stormy night, I arose from a dream
Covered in soak and sweat from a demon I seen
All I could do was scream, wonderin' how could this be
How could he know my name? Is it me he was meant to see
Lord knows how I tried, to find a way
Ran in a bando houses, I tried to hide and stay
Queit ' and thinkin' maybe he couldn't find me, I would find a way
Up the stairs, down the stairs, back again
Hidin' under the bed, I drop dead Fred
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Ask them what they doin', all I see they tryna be me
And ask me what I'm doin', man your business, bitch I do me
They cap when they get to it, we gon' spin just like a CD
My rappin' shit influence gangsta niggas, not BET
Now word around town, I heard some shit I need to step on
I'm used to grimy shit, that's why I ran away and left home
They tried to cage me in, I left them bleedin' like a tampon
Nominated, niggas devastated, better get gone
Boss shit, end up lost quick, you won't be found
Clutchin' shit, stay on defense, check the rebound
I told them, give me a minute, I'll rise and achieve it
They didn't believe it, now they stuck lookin' like paraplegic
Niggas blind, they can't see me, we call they ass Stevie
Wonder why they in the same position like a TV
I came from nothin', had to make a way, I couldn't repeat
The scars that's on my body came from bodies from the streets
Niggas blind, they can't see me, we call they ass Stevie
Wonder why they in the same position like a TV
I came from nothin', had to make a way, I couldn't repeat
The scars that's on my body came from bodies from the streets
Damn , been down since the 80's
So many losses and struggles after my second probation
I had to take me a huddle, allegations and rumors
From snitchin' bitches and piers, now you see me, now you don't
Chris Angel, we here, then we appear
Vicious, bloody red thugs, these niggas beware
Ya ya , is the call from your bosses, I'm gettin' losses
I'm costin' and I ain't takin' no losses, I hit your head and your jaws
Call your girl, tell her to come
Put your face on a t-shirt, son
You the red stop sign with the white word, stop snitchin
Snot bitches, cause niggas gon' be gettin' killed
On one cold, and stormy night, I arose from a dream
Covered in soak and sweat from a demon I seen
All I could do was scream, wonderin' how could this be
How could he know my name? Is it me he was meant to see
Lord knows how I tried, to find a way
Ran in a bando houses, I tried to hide and stay
Queit ' and thinkin' maybe he couldn't find me, I would find a way
Up the stairs, down the stairs, back again
Hidin' under the bed, I drop dead Fred
And ask me what I'm doin', man your business, bitch I do me
They cap when they get to it, we gon' spin just like a CD
My rappin' shit influence gangsta niggas, not BET
Now word around town, I heard some shit I need to step on
I'm used to grimy shit, that's why I ran away and left home
They tried to cage me in, I left them bleedin' like a tampon
Nominated, niggas devastated, better get gone
Boss shit, end up lost quick, you won't be found
Clutchin' shit, stay on defense, check the rebound
I told them, give me a minute, I'll rise and achieve it
They didn't believe it, now they stuck lookin' like paraplegic
Niggas blind, they can't see me, we call they ass Stevie
Wonder why they in the same position like a TV
I came from nothin', had to make a way, I couldn't repeat
The scars that's on my body came from bodies from the streets
Niggas blind, they can't see me, we call they ass Stevie
Wonder why they in the same position like a TV
I came from nothin', had to make a way, I couldn't repeat
The scars that's on my body came from bodies from the streets
Damn , been down since the 80's
So many losses and struggles after my second probation
I had to take me a huddle, allegations and rumors
From snitchin' bitches and piers, now you see me, now you don't
Chris Angel, we here, then we appear
Vicious, bloody red thugs, these niggas beware
Ya ya , is the call from your bosses, I'm gettin' losses
I'm costin' and I ain't takin' no losses, I hit your head and your jaws
Call your girl, tell her to come
Put your face on a t-shirt, son
You the red stop sign with the white word, stop snitchin
Snot bitches, cause niggas gon' be gettin' killed
On one cold, and stormy night, I arose from a dream
Covered in soak and sweat from a demon I seen
All I could do was scream, wonderin' how could this be
How could he know my name? Is it me he was meant to see
Lord knows how I tried, to find a way
Ran in a bando houses, I tried to hide and stay
Queit ' and thinkin' maybe he couldn't find me, I would find a way
Up the stairs, down the stairs, back again
Hidin' under the bed, I drop dead Fred
Writer: Kevin Slaton, Kewan Floyd
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid