ransom – its ransom lyrics
it’s so rare itself that the absurdity of it all is killing him
emitted from the wrong womb at the wrong time
for me, they cr-pped on, the never got on a track for me
you spat on me so let me explain these tats on me
it’s that story, it’s that pain, it’s that glory
it’s that chain, it’s that shorty, is that for me?
they say i never blow but i don’t give a f-ck
this lyricism is driven behind living
fearing them is giving them gangsta really gentleman
maybe he still has it
maybe he’ll be the one that delivers a real cl-ssic
yeah, this n-gg-r is still acid
my pop’s dead, that makes me a real b-st-rd
this true daddy is carrying like real aerial
fostered, i was forced to be in your foster
child used to run wild with trap sales
now i was born to arenas and packed crowns
aha, ransom’s a f-cking veteran
ah, young n-gg-rs know who invented him
it’s ransom, taking b-tches for ransom
taking children for ransom
paying fee suck’em
i can’t stand’em, bullets is what i hand them
get them some money to ransom
get the n-gg-rs for ransom, taking b-tches for ransom
it’s ransom, taking b-tches for ransom
taking children for ransom
paying fee suck’em
i can’t stand’em, bullets is what i hand them
all these n-gg-rs try to get low on’em, they told on’em
they hung up the phone on’em, they don’t want’em
the king on’em, they rose on’em
from the ashes and cold zonen i don’t want’em
with this lyrical postpartum …
aim a little the toast on’em, reload on’em
we preveal so these n-gg-rs turn up the stove on’em
i’m still here n-gg-r, i get on
these people say i’m a legend but i ain’t even blown
these n-gg-rs know i’m a legend but i’m a peasant
give the f-ck up the future and kill a present now
kill them all dead bodies in the hallway
huh, i guess we did it the hard way
but f-ck it we did it always
open the neck i’m backed right here on broadway
a star in the making
i came a long way from…in the bas-m-nt
aha, ran is a f-cking veteran
yeah and young n-gg-rs know i’m better than them
it’s ransom, taking b-tches for ransom
taking children for ransom
paying fee suck’em
i can’t stand’em, bullets is what i hand them
get them some money to ransom
get the n-gg-rs for ransom, taking b-tches for ransom
it’s ransom, taking b-tches for ransom
taking children for ransom
paying fee suck’em
i can’t stand’em, bullets is what i hand them
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