Boom Productions - Intro (B.B.T.) lyrics

Boom productions Looking at my troubled life Thinking if the gra** looks greener on the other side And God knows that my mother tried With me, myself Hollowman, and my brother grind Thinking about the gutter times Peanut bu*ter, jam, one bread and a bu*ter knife It's no f*cking lie I lost Big Lee and it felt like my brother died Some woulds say I'm a lucky guy I'm 26, they thought I wouldn't make it to 25 And I know n***as hate I'm a heavy guy But if they wanna snake me I'll take it to any height Take me on any ride Got a full clip, there's no space in my semi nine And I'm impatient and very high Puttin' 'em to sleep motherf*ckers say your beddy-byes And I'm racing to better my life (yeah, yeah) Fam I set a time I ain't talkin about the ba** with the treble type Fam I'm talkin about the base that you pebble Grind God don't forsake me for getting mine Cause I know I'm doing great in the devil's eyes This is blatently petty crime Throw me down a contract let me get it signed I'm caught up when the fat black hammers out (Where?) Pecknarm, black bandana town Slap that banger round Clap that f*ggot down I'm caught up when the fat black hammers out (Where?) Pecknarm, black bandana town Slap that banger round Clap that f*ggot down The pain in my head says That my life's messed, I ain't far from my d**h bed Blaze zest As I lay down on my bed spread Pested by my lifestyle and my friends d**hs Fed's locked everyone down, got no friends left Cartlon i had a a breakdown from your ten Stretch My ends said n***a slow down, but my head's stressed I said yes, n***a slow now, need my head checked Check back to the playground, only ten then Ten years later spraying rounds on your ends' set The real sh** that I layed down shows my ends rep The deep sh** that I write down shows my pen's depth Wanna take it to the next step I'm a street-sweeper, get your end's swept Feds dressed in their plain clothes on my set rest The next step's to get some info where the tec's kept My best bet is to lay low, so I rested My head's wrecked cause the hydro got molested Promoters' on the feds dick When they ban me from the show, they're against it But I sensed it F*ckers show the roads where my strength is Made a new flow and I went sick n***a f*ck the five-0 little bent pricks Bunch of f*cking h*mo's and your stench whiffs And the haters rollin' round in their rent whips All upon me and I send six , You won't see me on some bent sh** n***as know I'm straight 'Narm when my strength kicks And my ends is coming out of every other end's lips And in every mouth like a dentist