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Kam - Godbrotha lyrics
Come here sit down [Kam]: Now I'ma make you an offer, Sonny, that you can't refuse Or you can wear these cement shoes So think before you choose You want hip hop glory, or top story on the news? Yous makin us look bad, and the families don't like it I fear how messy this might get You put out a hit, disrespect the contacts So we taking out record contracts on you wise guys Who wanna be Dons, undercover nerds Whos words aint buyin How you respond to a John Doe? You run back to your Condo with some blonde ho Well it's huntin season now, and you the target That the reason we called you to the carpet To offer you a proposition Either you stop your dissin, or sonny the cops go fishin Pops don't listen to you no more That's why you say you love the familly, he thinks you love the dough boy And I aint gonna let no whore disrespect our mother Even if I'm just your Godbrotha The Godbrotha [Kam]: You know we live by a code of honor, and you violated that And you know how I hate a rat, give me that bat Let's talk baseball You know, I oughta waste y'all But I got a soft spot for family, so I'ma let you work it off You only get one chance, don't jerk it off People think we gettin soft thanks to you So we gon handle this like real gangstas do Here these shanks is new, take ‘em Save your drama ??asalaka make em?? You know what to do sonny, now get outta here I just want you to disappear, for about a year Till this whole thing blows over And if anybody from your crew's seen, shows over You made a deal with the devil for what? some gig You got money, now Sonny you cut them pigs Cus that's just greed The family's all we got, and the family's all we need Oh by the way, while you was out there livin large Pops put me in charge, Your Godbrotha The Godbrotha [Kam]: And all the families agree You gotta clean up the house, so the council they chose me And I intend to do just that It seems silly, but I really don't like being cussed at So watch your mouth from now on, will ya? Or I'll kill ya Till your job is completed I don't want to see you I don't know you, and I wouln't wanna be you Evil laughs, last laugh's loudest And a good son make his father proudest Now this concludes our meeting Come over here, and give your brotha a greeting You can't be treating me like a step child no more Cus this is war, and you know what I stand for There's the door, so use it And remember, no more disrespect from music I'll make sure these joints is jumpin But I think you forgettin somethin This rap family is going to be like no other Cus I'm the Godbrotha The Godbrotha The Godbrotha The Godbrotha The Godbrotha The Godbrotha |
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