KAH-LIF - AFTERBLOCK lyrics

(JNK) Ak, n***a thats my nickname, blastin shots No scope call it hip aim, cuz these n***as talkin sh** That they won't claim When u get up in they face then they switch lanes Freeze up like a b**h when they get blaimed, ... Morale of the story is u shouldn't talk sh** Cuz some n***as stay equipped with a full clip And some n***as thatll pop u good for a quick tip, ... Puttin money on yo head like a fitted cap, pull the trigger Turn that b**h into a snapback (V DAaTTS) I keep that hot bread like a toaster Shawty ride me good like she's on a roller coaster Now let me switch gears, the 4-5 keep them running like tears Man im the sh#t like whats coming from the rear Looking in your eyes and all I see is fear I keep them Benjamin's like my last name was wallace This n***a swagg so abolished Im tatted all up and down the arm so I still got something up my sleeve I throw your faith in the toilet now this some sh#t you won't believe Rock so much ice that my neck can't breath Keep the green on me like im covered in leafs Now this sh** uncharted watch me sh** on these thieves (KAH-LIF) UH hoppin to that pesdastal you n***as is so minoscule n***a get up off my bicipatal I spit harder than a camel with three tongues and a bad flit Lil b and diarhea now thats some bad sh**, These fools think they natural disasters But I quaked they f**in quakes askin why they got rocks in they oatmeal U n***as flatter than a sprite half open, and yo girl gon get eaten out like an Ebola virus,monkey t**ng to d**h its miley cirus Ibreak it down on you n***as like toyato uh. and a word to the wise f** the n***as with lips filled with lies Every breathe is the hiss of a snake And every tongue, that of a fake Tear of blood in face, a lil nerd should Stay in his place, especially when he afraid Of his race. but n***a just knew his a** to take up that pen Hood n***as wouldn't understand Just sittin on the block fulla sin (epilogue) Dear Lord forgive me for I have sinned I have betrayed my brethren I have left them to die to rye in the everlasting stye, i wish to Wipe away the ones who make them cry but all i do is hide, fear on out But rage inside, and so i sigh, and sit with the ones so sly, how fake ive become How less ive done, sittin on the block full of sin till it stops being fun