J.J. Demon - Shmentanyl

Hit them up with the drum
They call me Zildjian
Everybody on the block turning to children
Trying to bulletproof a Gildan
Broom with us for the big dogs
And the deuce deuce for your little man
Block spinning like a ceiling fan
Bloody hell when I drill fam
Money sold me a kilogram
Should have showed up with his boots on
All I had to do was show it to him
Guess I bought it with a coupon
Yes I fold them like a futon
Boys running where is you going?
Toys on him like a newborn
The real villains they got suits on
Tony didn't like Castro
That's the reason I ain't root for him
See power isn't just a brute force
Should have worried bout his troops more
Don't nobody run and come and tell me that the soup's on if it's lukewarm
Jammy caught it coming out the club
But I should have been there to shoot for him
So many regrets how many we get?
I don't know I'm just trying to live like I know that he wanted me to
My way of saying that I'm going to be through
I one and done them
I'm the punisher coming to punish someone in a minute or two
I signed my deal up in the visiting room
I pull the trigger like a finishing move
You might be bigger but then isn't it true
It isn't always bout the size of the dog?
Pull the slide and then I'm sliding you off
You and anyone your sliding with, dog
Hit your stomach get your diet involved
You'll be eating through a dieting straw
Jaw wired cause my wiring's off
Sounding stupid when you're trying to talk

All I know about is gutter shit
And the way we're grated by the government
And some revolutionary history
Some Marxism and some other shit
All they know about is taking from us
They don't ask they just take it from us
Food medicine and homes going into rich pockets without thinking of us

Rich pussy got the makings of a fucking blessed dummy
Look at Elon
Kill you just to redistribute your wealth
A murder clean enough to eat on
Level up your individual self with a team strong enough to lean on
America where has the dream gone?
It's a nightmare I wrote the theme song
Triple homicide put the beam on them
I'm the red menace
Put a sheet on them
They should send medics
Let him bleed on them
When the feds get us there won't be a courtroom
You gone have me on my Theodore soon
Fear the corner that I'm perched on
Dom told me let them see the war wounds
Went to jail before my first prom

Take it as needed for pain
Take it as needed for pain
You can see us when the media's needing to blame someone
It's a devious game
Politicians see immediate gain
Point the finger at the easiest prey
We just want to feed the seeds and get even
We can't leave that's the reason we stay
Take it as needed for pain
Take it as needed for pain
It ain't possible to make it alone
That's the reason that we be in them gangs
As your Elysium is eating away at our innocence
Living on minimum wage
It's their crimes at the top that turned our people to criminal ways

All I know about is gutter shit
And the way we're treated by the government
And some revolutionary history
Some Marxism and some other shit
All they know about is taking from us
They don't ask they just take it from us
Food medicine and homes going into rich pockets without thinking of us

Tracksuits for our baby mothers
Stick around so our babies love us
Twelve rounds with a plus one
That's fuck twelve with a baker's dozen
Look outside and it's eighty of us

Written by:
John Shinners

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