Blaze Ya Dead Homie - 2Middle Fingers lyrics

Welcome to... The Casket Factory... [Verse 1: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Let me give these b**hes a chair You know they can't stand to see me doing good Reppin' my hood from sundown to sunup On the come up, so shut up and let me get a grip I ain't constipated like b**hes who ain't sh** I ain't sedated, medicated, vacationing on a trip I'm in their ears like a Q-Tip, Miss me with that lip Still they busted and they split, in need of some chap stick And all I got is some fat dick So s** it or f** it or shut the f** up and f** off I'm like Cialis, see I stay hard while y'all weak b**hes who stay soft Like a pillow. I'm incognito like silhouettes I'm impatient like a k**er get, like it or love it I'm k**ing it [Hook: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Put 2Middle Fingers in the sky fo' me (Time to welcome home Ya Dead Homie) Who ready to ride or die fo' me? (Time to welcome home Ya Dead Homie) [Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] I channel the spirit of 2Pac and Biggie within me God give me the will to never be anything but me I spit it correct and never let the weak sh** infect me See I'm a prodigy intense, sometimes I gotta be... S-Sometimes I gotta be aggressive I grew up in a home that was oppressive So I go the extra mile to be impressive I'm insane and I'll k** you all the same I'm not an angel with wings like an arrow point I'm more like a helicopter, you get chopped up in the blades I'm Blaze, the hardest k**er in the game And I don't need a f**ing clock or a chain to bang I'm from the home of "Nobody gives a f** who you is" And if you feeling me in this b**h then all you gotta do is: [Hook] [Verse 3: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Went from a: Boy to a man, I'm a thug til I kick the can, I mean the bucket, don't got a bucket-list, I got a f**-it-list I'm first on the list to say f** it b**h, see I'm correct an sh** Not the solution I'm the problem and yeah I'm loving it I'm above it, like the clouds when you down We on ya better seek shelter or get your umbrella Because I got a knack for wetting em up My knife ready to stab and cut My motto is six short words "b**h I don't give a f**" [Hook] "The Resurrection will not be televised.. You can look to the skies, and realize.. The dead man.. has returned!"