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jon murdock – hardly safe lyrics

[intro: sample]
come on man, open this f-cking safe
why you doing this, man?
f-ck all that, shut up, shut the f-ck up
asking me why this and why that
you think i’m playing? you think i’m playing!?
open that f-cking safe, man!
look at me
(yeah, imagine that sh-t, imagine that, check it)
look at me, i said look at me!
(yo, yo)

[verse 1: jon murdock]
i won’t open the safe, i got a open case, still open your face
the only way i’m opening this is if you roll with the jakes
f-ck guns you need badges, f-ck that
you need a battering ram, just to break down the hinges
i been broke as f-ck
i been holding blunts, walking down the street, just hoping my luck
would change any day, but remain to stay the same
nine to five won’t work, so you stressed to play the game
so i play that game, coming up to get the most of it
and that right there would change friends to be -ssociates
snake eyes appear and you the talk of the town
‘cause you got a whip now and ain’t walkin’ around
they hawkin’ you down, thinking about sparkin’ around
walk with a frown, how you the total opposites now
it’s always the closest ones that set you up
ain’t stressing nothing, look, i wish y’all the best of luck
jon murdock well protected, keep myself guarded
run solo dolo, low key i armed with
eyes in the back of my head, i keep dodgin’
‘cause you’ll never know when you’ll be the next target

[verse 2: lex starwind]
scapegoat, slave boats, federal reserve
slick mouth f-ggot, [?] your word
them herbs on the hill, hundred dollar bills, all targets
snatched and dragged, get tagged by the marksman
cats move awkward, caution where snakes walk
keep a ox tucked, ready for beef like steak sauce
keep ’em thinking weight off, ‘cause they switched the game
n-gg-s get rise for they shine so they switch they chain
you could talk that, let that slip, let that slide
they find out, them n-gg-s waiting right outside
with they nines out, right? and they ready to move
ready to kidnap your son from elementary school
it’s elementary fool, you gotta stack on the low
‘fore you get trapped for your dough, duct tape, wrapped on the flo’
spot rush, glock bust, door kicked, four fifth
please don’t make me force it, know you got some more sh-t

[verse 3: ricky fitz]
yo, my team be in another league in philly we the [?]
you soil beneath the concrete i walk on
chucks on the sidewalk, where guns popped off
a kid dropped off from school early, 8 am and got caught with a
slug to his face that ended his days
as he once knew, peep the news that cops got too
cat’s in custody, but never know the whole story
of what went down on this cold day in north philly
rest in peace’d by him
almost thought i’d have to bury [?]
but tragically he survived that
three hundred milligrams of smack running through his veins purposefully to ease the pain
same pain turn a rich college man to [?] neglected
so he straight smoking base in the attic
anything he ever wanted, he had it
but all he wanted was a touch of love from his old man and couldn’t grab it
same pain made me pick up a mic, rip it on sight
then slide with a dope white chick that suck nice
same pain made me run in your crib, gun to your wiz
to open up the safe or i’m blowing your kids

[outro: sample]
you think i’m f-cking playing, open the safe!
now next time, i ain’t gon’ miss, alright?
there ain’t even no money in this safe, man, there ain’t sh-t
i got a hundred grand at the crib
this n-gg- playing games, “ain’t no money in the safe”
get up man, get up man!

- jon murdock lyrics

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