letra de today's light tomorrow's darkness - tha god fahim
[intro: tha god fahim]
where you come from with this motherf-cker, man
[?]
then you get flat-lined n-gg-
talking sh-t and sh-t n-gg-
yeah
[verse 1: tha god fahim]
ain’t no escape from negativity, hemogenic misery
i pop this gat off make you a mystery
foul penalty my rap chemistry, raw wizardry
a simile we simply show no sympathy to the enemy or adversary
hazardous beef sh-t is hereditary
my old block like the first of january
my fam told me to chill, i used to get ill on dark hills
cause one day is one meal
i can’t go no-f-cking-where without the smack in my jeans
chew sh-t up like a fiend and pray to supreme being
if a n-gg- like me really got beef, whats human anatomy to your brain cells laid out in the street
n-gg- i wear the burden of knowledge, without college so pay homage
i sprayed the m-ss turn you to a gas from a solid
my man on the ave. steady wylin’, bodies pylin’
a n-gg- been wantin’ to throw the towel in
[hook: tha god fahim]
my mom told me she sick and done
but i’m a grown -ss man f-ck it i started cryin’
i feel the devil trying to make me one of his targets
today’s light can be tomorrow’s darkness, cold heartless
the murder rate goin’ up… what the f-ck
n-gg- ran out of luck, his spot got touched
don’t get touched, smith-wess steady blastin’
so my glock’s be steady p-ssin’
[verse 2: tha god fahim]
another day up-out this sh-t
chain in the ice is glist-less
got a n-gg- shot for christmas
sh-t is all evil
bullets eatin’ through your cotton-mouth, bald weevil
and take chances at the casino
and shoot cee-lo, my heart is seventy below
a bad b-tch name cleo…
patra, keep gat’s for stature
you disrespect tha god and she showing your blood plasma
f-ck the pastor, make me wanna merk a b-st-rd
the shots blastin’, making motherf-ckers casper
but the cops askin’: “who the f-ck did the murder?”
stash the burner, want beef i’ll serve ya
[hook: tha god fahim]
my mom told me she sick and done
but i’m a grown -ss man f-ck it i started cryin’
i feel the devil trying to make me one of his targets
today’s light can be tomorrow’s darkness, cold heartless
the murder rate goin’ up… what the f-ck
n-gg- ran out of luck, his spot got touched
don’t get touched, smith-wess steady blastin’
so my glock’s be steady p-ssin’
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