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lloyd banks - only human lyrics

[intro:]
the f-ck is up?
two g’s up… yeah
what up real n-gg-?
it’s for the gone [?] man… one time

[verse 1:]
i stay where they all grimy, it’s right by me
i will never ever put my armour down (no), they might
try me
man my n-gg-s ain’t catching breaks (nah), they
catching bodies
got a thing for setting sh-t straight, just out [? ] a
hobby
i be on my 1 and 2’s son, i don’t who you got your news
from, f-cking with me, you goin’ lose one
dogs delusional, i’m not your usual, i am a cash cow,
i’ll turn you to a walking funeral
now that’s beautiful, can you picture that, that’s a
heavy load, ain’t to many n-gg-s lifting that (nah)
those that switch sides, and shifting back, this is
diffrent rap, thc flow, with a fith of yack
my crew packed, they ask me who to shoot
i tell ’em, any motherf-cker too close to the coupe
man i’m hot as beirut, you colder than alaska
all i do is pop through your hd plasma

[chorus:]
i hear alot of threats, a whole lot of talking
but, the talk don’t apply to me
cause’ they know, that i know
that everything alive can bleed
ride with me
mamma ain’t raised no fool and,
mamma’s man ain’t raise no punk (don’t get slimed)
(don’t get slimed)
out here, don’t nothing come free, gotta take
everything you want

[verse 2:]
respect don’t come easy, you got to earn it, learn it,
don’t n-body get it breathin’ that don’t deserve it
it ain’t always how you speak your mind, it’s how you
word it
depending on who your speaking to, and how he heard it
watch your base [? ] around the bread winner, it will
get you murdered
witnesses won’t appear in court, an easy verdict
n-gg-s, snitches come in all colours and all ages,
old, young, red, black and caucasian
i’m blazin, certified funk off the skunk tree
fifty g front me, i’ll fly out the country
rap cops want me, cause’ my pockets all chunky
my belt’s 500, and jean’s are red monkey
if i apply the pressure, you’ll fall like a bean bag
i see like a catcher, and hold up a green rag
i pray to god, cause i know he looking over me
my family don’t gotta need, that’s how it suppose to be
high off purple trees, the henny make me hercules,
penny’s make dollars and dollars make it work for me
i’m meaner and i’m rock ‘n’ hoein’, i’m clean and my
pockets swollen
i’m leaning in somethin’ foreign, supenas cannot
control it
i gets it going, i’m certified, boneified, f-ck boys
fall back before it be homicide
i live my days like my last, cause i almost died, on
the streets of south side

[chorus:]
i hear alot of threats, a whole lot of talking
but, the talk don’t apply to me
cause’ they know, that i know
that everything alive can bleed
ride with me
mamma ain’t raised no fool
mamma’s man ain’t raise no punk (don’t get slimed)
(don’t get slimed)
out here, don’t nothing come free, gotta take
everything you want

[outro:]
can’t forget, governor, my n-gg-, vagga [?], prada,
-ss-ssin

- lloyd banks lyrics

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