Mixx Da Menace - Barack Obama

I know time is of the essence, but I said fuck it I just might stop the timer
Under all this pressure if no one else this shit here for my momma
What President moving inside them bags like that Barack Obama?
And I ain't living inside the past, but I need him back in office
Just keepin' it real you ain't gotta ask you know I been a problem
Know they was hoping that I had crash shit I did it without 'em
Put my lil hitter right on his ass and let that nigga mop 'em
Cause they ain't showin' up on the map, but I still feel em watchin'
I peep you fuck with too many crips you could've kept it rollin'
I'll grab that shovel and dig a trench 'fore I let a nigga hoe me
I done burned them brigdes to get up but it was gettin' lonely
And it's off the rip you gettin' cut I can see you switchin' on me
Been had the cadence and the flow lil bitch I been the coldest
Been had my way been had that dough don't get it twisted homie
This shit real life ain't folded yet in case you didn't notice
I could cash out on that whole set but I think this shit'll hold me
God I took L on top of L I know my time approachin'
This time last year I was sittin' in jail right beside my lil woadie
I was mad in there but glad as hell the fact he knew to throw it
Still caught that sale we ain't never gon' care like we ain't got emotions
And we all come from a dying breed but dying ain't an option
Might as well stop hidin' out and meet me since you say you 'bout it
This city small he know I'm-a see 'em it ain't no way around it
I don't need them asking me no shit 'bout why I ain been droppin
Had to get my ducks in one row first I know they hard I heard em
I mean I ain't dropped them shits on purpose I had to fight them urges
Had to keep that car in drive for sure but it just keep on reversing
Had to cut them ties even though it hurt but the shit just wasn't working
Got to keep it on 'em where I'm from them issues can get deadly
But this shit done change since I was young Miller Arms building 11
Daddy had that weight we was on that chair lookin at Ed, Edd, and Eddy
City ain't too safe they'll crack your shell tryin' to get that head of lettuce
Just know it's there you cross that line ain't lying that's your head
We ain't playin' it fair they know the price so why he acting scared
I be down to crash that's what it is then let them niggas pay it
I'm tryna get back in overkill I want them niggas dead
That's what happens you in this game, this shit like playin chess
Stop that cappin' on lil bruh name just let that nigga rest
All that fuckin postin' up and showin' off what got 'em stretched
This shit back in motion I'm focused feel like the time is near
I know time is of the essence but I said fuck it I just might stop the timer
Under all this pressure if no one else, this shit here for my momma
What President moving inside them bags like that Barack Obama?
And I ain't living inside the past, but I need him back in office
Just keepin' it real you ain't got to ask you know I been a problem
Know they was hoping that I had crash shit I did it without 'em
Put my lil hitter right on his ass and let that nigga mop 'em
Cause they ain't showin' up on the map, but I still feel em watching
Yeah yeah
Two Times
I peep you fuck with too many crips you could've kept it rollin'
I'll grab that shovel and dig a trench 'fore I let a nigga hoe me
I done burned them brigdes to get up but it was gettin' lonely
And it's off the rip you gettin' cut I can see you switchin' on me
Yeah yeah
This shit real life ain't folded yet in case you didn't notice
God I took L on top of L I know my time approachin'
Sittin' in jail right beside my lil woadie
The fact he knew to throw it

Written by:
Christopher Thomas

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