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Z-Ro - Z-Ro the Crooked lyrics
[Z-Ro] The swisher papers got me dying so I practice smoking squares And I see death around the corner so I'm quick to say a prayer Living my life on the corner with thugs selling my drugs known as a chiller But push my button watch your life cause I transform to a killer Me sipping the drink me smoking me dank me tipping me herb and formaldehyde Open it all of me niggas are ready to ride Could I be innocent till proved guilty by Judge Judy, but the fact remains, they confiscated my weed and my uzi Now I'm in correctional facilities, living raw sharing a cell with the niggas that I whupped on in the free world but ain't a god damn thing changed I'm still breaking a jaw Ain't fin to lose no sleep, over nan one of y'all, one of y'all with fours Could run up on me, and I guarantee that one of y'all gonna fall I'm just here to do my time, not to trouble you, but I'ma drop These jealous haters until they hear 1-9-3-2-0-7-0-6-8-T-W In the free world one more god damn gin, causing havoc and fury I'ma be popping pills, smoking that kill and for the members of the jury Cause vengeance is mine, but I'm locked down, feeling forsaken And my pen is mightier than the sword because my tools have been taken Straight from the streets of Houston Texas yes my freedom they took it But motherfuckers can't take my will to survive nigga I'm Z-Ro the Crooked (Chorus) In the wicked world, here come the champion, look out, look out Abra cadabra, and running with the gun in me hand, look out, look out [Z-Ro] Hallucinations are tricking me, making me think I'm about to die Could it be that fire that somebody really have a 3-54 plus three pointed at me They giving me stitch of rectangles and squares asking me what does this mean to me but I'm ready for the combat give me my motherfucking law back Bitch I don't want no needles in me, y'all thinking I mean it, trying to do me In a room full of ever men taking my mind to a place that I never been But I'm a soldier roamed the battlefield, in the middle of the war You either have to die or have to kill, so I ain't guilty motherfucker Raise up off of my N-U-T's, cause you can't harm me Everlasting, I'm ever blasting I recking you better get the army to swarm me Because the Indonesia canibus helps me tackle the pain But I'm getting so weak because I'm shackled in chains Now my brain is going insane, feeling like my spirit is about to get evicted Cause I'm a victim of a world so wicked, time and time I ask myself why did they turn the heat up, I was chasing paper But niggas was jealous because they couldn't keep up I'm Z-Ro the Crooked (talking) I ain't ditching old punk ass nigga Look in my motherfucking eyes nigga Till I die, I'ma be real [Z-Ro] Show me a mercy overwhelmed in deep distress Although I realize it's nothing but a test, but I can't take it Cause my brain is going insane lately, see how many Enemies that I have and how viscously they hate me Deliver my life from they power forgive my sins, see my sorrow, feel my pain Let it never be said I trusted you in vein Long as I'm walking this earth my problems go from bad to worse And I know it's gonna be that way until they lower my casket in the dirt But all I'm asking for is just a little piece of mind, and I know That if I keep the faith it shouldn't be hard for me to find But my mind is hard to turn the other cheek, could of been a wise man Because of the revelation of scripture that I speak Everyday for twenty motherfucking years A nigga been facing so many fears, and nothing shedding so many tears But dear Sandra don't cry, all I can say is if they kill me I took it But even in death I'm victorious they couldn't fade me I'm Z-Ro the Crooked |
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