Текст Z–Ro – I’m Alive
Текст:
I am, the type of nigga that brang’ his pistol in the club
I am, the type of nigga your baby daddy wish he was
I am, the type of nigga that don’t know how to give a fuck
The type of nigga that will tell the whole club, fuck the whole club
Fuck a state trooper, fuck a sheriff, fuck a sergeant and fuck a deputy
Man fuck the police, I’ll be yelling that shit
Till it ain’t no more breath left in me
One deep for life until the casket closes
If I ain’t ready kick my casket open
Y’all heard what I said, I’m back from the dead
They killed me last night, but I’m here this morning
These niggas ain’t gonn hold me back
Oh yea these niggas they hold me stacks
Hear that nigga the same weather
Chop his ass down and leave em like that
I’m that nigga, ad nigga, like what the fuck is backing down
I come down yo’ block and unload this uzi, reload that bitch and come back around
I’m alive, I’m alive
The way they try to murder me is like a 9 to 5
But I’m alive, I’m alive
The reverend is a gangster, we got weapons in our choir
I’m alive, I’m alive
If we ever go to war you better hope you on my side
Run up if you want to, I’m gon’ hit you with that iron
Now everybody can see what you have on your mind
Listen, these rappers said they got love for me
But I’m knowing they really hate me though
They be like I’ma get Ro to do the hook
But if I let him do a verse, he gonna take the show
And that’s a no no, he ain’t stealing my shine
I ain’t never been a yg, I started off as a OG in this motherfucker
And I never heard what’s your name
Cause everybody know me in this motherfucker
It ain’t just no rap, I really be where the coke be
In this motherfucker
Try to rob me, bitch I’ma shoot your lights out
I’m Kobe in this motherfucker
I murder this microphone and put your pro tools in a chokehold
Styrofoam after styrophone, and I’m smokin’ like a broke stone
Go hard on the mic so hard might accidentally give me a broke nose
On the mic, I’m a cocaine x pill and your favorite rapper is a no dose
I’m alive, I’m alive
The way they try to murder me is like a 9 to 5
But I’m alive, I’m alive
The reverend is a gangster, we got weapons in them choir
I’m alive, I’m alive
If we ever go to war you better hope you on my side
Run up if you want to, I’m gonna hit you with that iron
Now everybody can see what you have on your mind
