Eli Seeney - Judgement Day

They thought he called it quits
He just been off the grid
I got the weapon sharp as shit
That's really all this is

You taught em shit
But then they thought of it
You can tell just off the grip
We really hauled the bricks

I'll school these niggas on some college shit
I'm plotting shit
150K that's for the scholarship

You lost ya grip
To think he off a lick
I'm tall as shit
Moshing in the pit
I'm really hard to miss

I hate to be the one to have to tell you but
It's over with
I just hope you finish what you say before we go

Go and get em if he real enough
I ain't worried nigga not at all
We ain't see you on the field with us
All the sudden they decide to ball
Play a role you wasn't built for
I can tell just from the dialogue
What you die for is what you kill for
So...fire off

Been a couple places
Seen a couple things
It's some trophies in the basement
Issa couple rings

From where the rage is
When you part machine
Dominican in DC
She young and fly Fuck you mean

If you really riding with me where you at
Ain't no getting tired I really do the laps
We can hit a lot of cities on the map
OK

Back against the wall
We don't fall
We just ball
Rest in peace to who we lost
Truly yours
To the gawds

I don't run away
Give a fuck bout what you say
I am n ot one to play with it
Might just have to

Beat you up til you believe in us
Train steaming nigga hop aboard
Hit me up when she be needing love
Sorry baby I ain't got no more
Bad bitch from London
226 not the UK
Must have thought that he was superman
Wasn't counting on a Doomsday

Written by:
Andrew Akins

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