Mark D - Eye For An Eye

Back with violence
I ain't sitting in silence no more
There is joy in taking revenge you know
At least when it's justified, this the tale of how I did it
This the tale of how I did it
Why
Man's moving shy
Caught him at one of them bus stops
Round Eaux Claires, we watched him fry
Chatting up all of that heat
We chinged him lol, made him cry
Robbing my g like a pirate robbing him back
That's eye for an eye
Wait, what
No need for a pause
Bringing in gifts like Santa
I ain't got a contract, just the clause
Me and the gang ain't tripping
Running up sticks or breaking laws
Cheffing a couple of neeks from south
Now you think you deserve an applause, man
Oh please, don't tease
Hold the French I ain't going Paris
You ain't king you ain't making decrees
You're a joke you ain't making no P's
Sit back while I'm bringing this heat
Sit back while you sit in defeat
When I spit on the mic it's me
Say my name like MDB
Street's dangerous I ain't got a stunt double
Still I do flips on you niggas like a stunt double
Have a look I'm a star you don't need Hubble
Cheffing down pricks till I ain't seeing no trouble
Don't come here talking bout more heat than the sun
Lyrically I'll beat you down, till you drown
You're a clown, I'm now with the sound that I found
So I win this round
Take your pick are you in or out
Take it quick but don't chase down
If you do then the guys in disguise
And the guy in the sky will come take you down
Man try disbehave so we dig his grave then slime him out
Find that boy that trashed my name then
Show him what we're bout
Right
Man's moving shy
Caught him at one of them bus stops
Back round there we watched him fry
Chatting up all of that heat
We chinged him lol, made him cry
Robbing my g like a pirate robbing him back
That's eye for an eye
Ahh
When I speak on the street its peak
I know you wanna spend like Sheik
And fly but no, Man can't Soar
Killers and caddies I open the door
Now
Come with a wavey flow now
Watch me go when I open the flick,
Guns and bands stay in my hands like a pro when I hit that
Did you say that I don't do draws
When I mashed up four that boy went silent
I didn't wanna make you scream on stream
Castro like a old school tyrant
And now there's heat there's war so let them know
With a old school siren
If you think that I chinged up Luke in the Tesco store for Shaw you're lying

Written by:
Oluwadamisi Durodola

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