Bring Em Out

Tour bus looking like a brothel
 Catching more bodies than hostel
 Flatbush zombies put money in my pocket
 If it's war against them I'ma pop
 Word like a pastor
 Kid from the ghetto listenin' to heavy metal, rock rolled in my sock
 Ain't never been afraid renegade got bars like mess halls
 Locked three mills in the nigga what?
 Pussy at noon got me feeling brand new
 When the sun come down I'm leaving
 Fuck I look like a fool
 Throwing shade like cool bitch don't wake me up I'm dreaming
 Puff puff pass that's old school
 I'm getting yesterdays paper that's old you
 The way I'm programmed I never hold hands
 Straight business, first class, never the coach
 I'ma handle the game the way I handle the coat
 Hand to hand on instagram, picture the post
 Nigga picture me broke, I got a picture of henny
 I know my liver be ready for adios
 I'm a shore thing I don't coast call
 I mean we all kings but there's one God
 There's one Allah, there's one Jah Bless
 Bring em out, bring em out
 Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out
 Lyin' ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Now I pose for pictures, Can't fuck with you be more specific
 Toss me light when you beg forgiveness
 I didn't like your vibe so I kept my distance
 Niggas do it all for the paper
 Institution was made then strewn to little girls and boys
 But now "the world is yours", my nigga please
 I done gross over a hundred G's
 That's a lot of of money still I'm screamin' "Fuck the police"
 In my motions I can't pretend that I'm different than you
 But nigga listen then pay attention when I make a move
 Vision blurred, I don't see no deterrence
 But seeing the same niggas then saying the same words, puffin' the same flavor
 My niggas is Tan Boys original delegators
 We ripping the floor panel then
 With a matter of force we go and handle you boys
 We only?
 Nobody ever gave a fuck about us, You never believed
 Can't believe they fucking doubted, now they can see
 Child of the corn, Darko, freak off the leash, rather unique who art thou Van Gogh, Randy Savage on beats
 Pitbull, if you break in my house he bark wild fuck you talkin' bout
 Lil nigga I spark proud, pop a band, throw up bread, you should learned it by now, make 'em say, "ugh"
 Then?
 Then it's get to steppin', I'm kickin' pamela out (get to stepping)
 That tommy hold a lot of slugs might be a hundred rounds
 Them flatbush niggas a shmurda ya, rusty tre pounds
 Shoot you an throw it in the air, like a cap and gown
 I demand the throne and the crown, tell 'em I want it now(Ha)
 Hair swinging when i'm shootin' like O-Dog in that movie
 Zombie gang fully lucid, bathing ape, fully draped, knuckle it behind bars like a prisoner in cage
 Johnny cage, black shades, hit off half yo face
 My orange box cutter make the world rotate
 My orange box cutter make the world rotate
 
 I need a honor roll for this shit, I need a honor roll for this shit
 Thank the lawd it's lit, thank the lawd it's lit
 Flatbush, Tan Boy styling
 All my niggas get lit like a chalice, all my niggas get lit like a chalice
 Cookies in my blunt, Liquor in my gut, you niggas up
 I'm on top of the world like Randy says
 So high, so high like East LA
 Feelin' unstoppable every bone and my particles?
 And they said it's impossible for a black young man to kill this shit
 For a tan young man to kill this shit
 So, more or less I do my thing do my thing
 No stress, smoke green
 Bring em out, bring em out
 Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out
 Lyin' ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out
 Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out
 Bring em out, bring em out
 Where the hoes, where the hoes
 Bring em out, bring em out