Kid F. Mula - Voice of the Ignored

Make yo Momma shed a tear
Before my momma cry
Its a cold ass world
Breeding homicide
Survival of the fittest
Neva leave a witness
Shoot a nigga in his face
Leave em in his kitchen
For that bag
Aint no love friends or loyalty
Surrounded by these snakes
But they can't foil me
Hate is everywhere
I keep my Radar up
If i reach for this tool
Better pray yall duck
Got no love for a opp
I just spray yall fucks
Oh you wanna be fool
Homie Try yo luck
Hell na
I Dont play
I just get paid
I need my dividends
Anyhow an anyway
Keep it high power
Fukk what nigga say
Im a thorough bred
They can never steal my faith
Cuz through them darkest days
We still made plays
As the Lord is my witness
Imma make a way
Damn
Is u gon slide or what
I got this nine to buss
Im out searchin for this murder
Cuz the times is rough
I gotta go an feed these kids
Nigga
Grab the truck
Its a plot
In the city
All these licks to buss
This cash a must
Fukk that glass
An stuff
Fukk the owner of this store
Shit
I need it more
This shit for the birds
Bitch
Im livin poor
Try to Infiltrate this
Mission
Leave em
At the door
Baby mama
On the drama
While we lookin for
Obama
Swear this twelve hunnid dollaz
Wont save em
From this lava
Its a war in this bitch
We aint turnin down
No drama
All they wanna do is kill us
So we loadin up the
Choppaz
This shit fukked up
We wont let these bitches
Stop us
We gon burn this bitch down
Before they lock us up
An drop us
You aint fukkin wit us
Then u part
Of this problem
Just a angry black Man
Tryna work through these problems
Nigga

Written by:
Rashaud gibbs

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