Godfather Don - You Don't Want It lyrics

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Godfather Don - You Don't Want It lyrics

[Cormega] Yo, guerilla war n***a, what Guerilla war n***a, what what Guerilla war n***a, what what Guerilla war n***a, what what Guerilla war n***a It's on [Cormega] Yo, y'all n***as don't know the art of war Now you dyin' and my gun'll keep burstin' 'til your mama cryin' I'm defying your whole crew, y'all n***as weak It could be on officially if you had heart n***a your overrated, props old decaying Not known for sprayin', what the f** you sayin' Your crew fell, you jeal', cuz mine doin' it Yo quit the jealousy, let's get the felonies My n***as sellin' keys, your n***as sellin' dreams Your plans ain't precise, you need better schemes Cuz yo, I ain't tryin to lose another n***a And if so enough blood is spilt to fill a river And I'll part the Red Sea like Moses dad And smite my enemies despite the penalties You could live like kings, but die from injuries You about to be a memory n***a (You don't want it!) I don't hate you, I despise you I call you co*ks**er, cuz it describes you I know you wish you had a real crew, like I do n***as'll send shots and get props like my crew Look at you n***a, you had status, most of that vanished Y'all n***as has been, addicts, unestablished What the f** happened? You had the block clickin' Now you in denial, y'all are finished You out position, but you no competition To my n***as with heaters yo, we not feelin' you either, what You wanna talk violent, but Sig P.'s for solution I stalk silent, when I precede execution Taught by the, realest n***as to walk the planet With one thought you vanish, like the corp remanded You on the ave with your weak mans frontin' When you see my n***as comin' (You don't want it!) My n***a Biggie must have prophesized When he said somebody got to die I'm like the jackal, when I attack you die from gat wounds Frank Nitty couldn't do it that smooth Life's a b**h, I'm the pimp, you own Mad Duke's crew I proved you weak, you ride dick to eat You ain't real, ill, or prepared to k** Man you better chill, you could get it for real I live this life of gangstas, ever second it's changin' The enemy is rarely a stranger The treachery in the heart cemented jealousy's best friend That's the reason felonies will never end How you feel is mutual, I don't fear retaliation, I'm shootin' you This is a mere evaluation, I do what you to scared to do Motherf**er I'm prepared, you don't, want it n***a