Ghetts - Itching To See Us Fall lyrics

[Hook: Wretch] n***as where we're from are just itching to see our corpse They wanna see us laid in the ditch, up in the morgue When we're tryna do music, they're tryna see us lose it But I don't understand why they keep thinking these thoughts [Verse 1: Ghetts] They don't like how I'm going on, I'm still going strong Pricks are pissed cause they wish it was going wrong They can't match me or catch me I'm way too quick, you pricks are too slow, I'm gone And I'mma make loads of em Oh come on, my flow's the bomb, and I can spit on anything Even a smoker song, I make the gyal dem soak their thongs But every game has pros and cons, so every day I be focused on Much more than the whips, much more than the chicks Much more than the frozen tongue Before [?] I never wrote a song, but You can't cla** me as "up and coming" You can't pa** me, I'm up and running Big [?] when I blast through, you must be bunning Coke in a bowl, you cats ain't worth What I throw in the pond, you're a dog, I'm a don and I'mma tell n***as from this moment on Bring any opponent, it's on I don't care where any opponent is from Local or far, far or local I'm so advanced that he won't wanna spar I won't have a bar, my bars are so cruel Don't have a heart so you don't wanna start Fresh to d**h, suited and booted Truly exclusive, I do do this My crew's a nuisance, who's the Judas? I took a wrong turn, I was on the wrong firm I was concerned that it was a long turn That's right, I was moving clueless It all backfired like useless shooters I'm [?] and I'm moving ruthless [Hook: Wretch] n***as where we're from are just itching to see our corpse They wanna see us laid in the ditch, up in the morgue When we're tryna do music, they're tryna see us lose it But I don't understand why they keep thinking these thoughts [Verse 2: Wretch] Yeah, they wanna see me dead, with holes in my flesh, bleeding Believe I'm vexed, I'm stressed out, I'm Wretch now And plus I don't even know why they're so hot-headed When it ain't even that season Look, I'm tryna stay focused But I'm still underground like rodents Hating's our culture They must think we wan' pray like vultures I'm a target, he could say Cause they wouldn't walk in Carlito's Way I'm no prat, and I'll show that With or without a strap, I won't bat Away or down a piece, they ain't out for peace They just let their dogs roam without a leash I ain't letting my kids grow without a lease I'll hold that down till I decease But same way, said speed n***as Wanna aim heat, get me, never gonna let me Get through, they don't wanna let Wretch collect cheques Forget Cosby's, I've got the best tunes It's real, you can aim at my grill but I'm aiming for mills on card, star You'd never hit me, if you shot in the air you'd never hit a star, star And by the way this star shoots back I ain't gonna stand there and take shots, I've already had my flu jab I'm down to hit em up like 2Pac I'm a devil with the metal, so I'll give you angel wings You'll reside where the angels live And they'll think I went boo, by the way that I'm taking wigs [Hook: Wretch] n***as where we're from are just itching to see our corpse They wanna see us laid in the ditch, up in the morgue When we're tryna do music, they're tryna see us lose it But I don't understand why they keep thinking these thoughts