Tragedy Khadafi

Tragedy Khadafi - Lift Ya Glass lyrics

rate me

(feat. Imam T.H.U.G.)

[Intro:]

Let me ask you a question: Have you ever been shackled on a bus?

Are you afraid to die? Most of y'all niggas never did bids. Your hands

never got dirty. Me, myself, I'm a thug - and I live and die for this

shit. 25 To Life - the entity - forever and ever. Yo...

[Imam T.H.U.G.:]

Yo, they label us bastards

Raised in pen maxes

Hydro - blow 'til I burn in platinum ashes

Make it hard for niggas who blast, try and get at this

Two-Five - flooded with thugs in black mas'es

Station me ?, pants sag, divine masters

Comin' with drugs - o.d., your brain's captured

See my life condemned to weed and chrome biscuits

Ghetto sheist' fake emcees and crack infants

Murder one - killer disease my life sentence

Exit one - enter with truth, combined vengeance

Who'd ever think - we could blow and be spectacular?

Thug blazin' my gun, still comin' after ya

Tackle ya - bent, I snatch you out the Acura

Or Lex' bubble - scuffle, rise when you tumble

Bloodsucker - won't be sweet when mine's touch ya

Now pass that - lyrically strapped, attack that

[Chorus x2:]

Yo, black gloves, black mask

Sit at the table like the Maffia and life ya glass

When it's time to go to war, who be the first to blast?

Real niggas shoot first and ask questions last

[Tragedy Khadafi:]

Yo, my last days on the Earth, bury me in the Bridge

My worst fear is a stray bullet killin' a kid

Born and raised where the fiends live

My pops did a state bid

All my niggas is locked and full of hatred

We can't make it

Caught in the beast, tied naked

That's why I spit immortal thug shit on every record

It's thug apparel

Resurrect the crime pharaoh

My thoughts travel

Like hollow tips through the barrel

It's all official

I hold a laser beam tryin' to hit you

My team died and came back, that's how we come to get you

My Arab missile penetratin' through your body tissue

Kidnap your wife and your kids - make it a foul issue

Cime rate, violate, guerrilla mind state

We all tryin' to escape - clappin' at the jakes(pap)

The holy wars - my soul be inside of yours

For all my niggas who brawl - locked behind the walls

For all my niggas who brawl - locked behind the walls

[Chorus x2]

Yo, yo

My life every day livin' Henney and weed

I know I need to slow down my speed

The police break me off with somethin' I don't need

Have me caught up in the law 'til I'm forced to bleed

My niggas fall on the floor and give Allah they plea

While this black cloud follows everywhere I be

Have me scared up in the mirror at the man I see

Flip constantly - 'cause my lady killed my seed

Took his life - 'fore he even had a chance to breathe

Said she killed him 'cause she didn't want him growin' like me

Like the Godfather Part III as far as I see

Try to stop me? I thought we had love, acqui

Older niggas comin' home, younger niggas get stuck

It's like - havin' weed and not havin' a dutch

Type fucked up - knowin' that you could get bucked

Leave the 'hood, try to come back, and then get stuck

Leave the 'hood, try to come back, and then get stuck

[Chorus x2]

My friend is losing his mind... for fear of going insane

My friend is losing his mind... for fear of going insane

My friend is losing his mind... for fear of going insane

My friend is losing his mind... for fear

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