Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Only Human lyrics

rate me

The fuck is up?

Two g's up... yeah

What up real nigga?

It's for the gone

I stay where they all grimy, it's right by me

I will never ever put my armour down (no), they might try me

Man, my niggas ain't catching bricks (nah), they catching bodies

Got a thing for setting shit straight, just out

I'll be on my mornin'

Dogs delusional, I'm not your usual, I am a cash cow, I'll turn you to a walking funeral

Now that's beautiful, can you picture that, that's a heavy load, ain't to many niggas lifting that (nah)

Those that switch sides, and shifting back, this is different rap, THC four, where the fiffy at

My crew packed, they ask me who to shoot

I tell 'em, any motherfucker too close to the coupe

Man I'm hot as Beirut, you colder than Alaska

All I do is pop through your HD plasma

I hear alot of threats, a whole lot of talking

But, the talk don't apply to me

Cause' they know, that I know

That everything alive can bleed

Ride with me

Mamma ain't raised no fool and,

Mamma's man ain't raise no punk

Out here, don't nothing come free, gotta take everything you want

Respect don't come easy, you got to earn it, learn it,

Don't nobody get it breathin' that don't deserve it

It ain't always how you speak your mind, it's how you word it

Depending on who your speaking to, and how he heard it

Watch your base

Witnesses won't appear in court, an easy verdict

Niggas, snitches come in all colours and all ages,

Old, young, red, black and caucasian

I'm blazin', certified funk

Fifty G front me, I'll fly out the country

Rap cops want me, cause' my pockets all chunky

My belt's 500, and Jean's are Red Monkey

If I apply the pressure, you'll fall like a bean bag

I see like a catcher, and hold up a green rag

I pray to God, cause I know he looking over me

My family don't gotta grieve, that's how it's supposed to be

High off purple trees, the henny make me Hercules,

Penny's make dollars and dollars make it work for me

I'm nina and

I'm leaning in something foreign, so

I gets it going, I'm certified, boneified, fuck boys fall back before it be homicide

I live my days like my last, cause I almost died, on the streets of south side

I hear alot of threats, a whole lot of talking

But, the talk don't apply to me

Cause' they know, that I know

That everything alive can bleed

Ride with me

Mamma ain't raised no fool

Mamma's man ain't raise no punk

Out here, don't nothing come free, gotta take everything you want

Can't forget, Governor, my nigga, vagga

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