《For The Record(Album Version|Explicit)》歌词

歌曲： For The Record(Album Version|Explicit)

所属专辑：godfather buried alive (Explicit)

歌手： shyne

时长： 04:55

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For The Record[00:00:00]

OOh you rhyme witta slug and sum shots in his face[00:00:23]

He rhyme witta slug tryna sound like make[00:00:25]

Listened to his tape [00:00:28]

This lil' ni**a used to sound like cake[00:00:31]

Maybe I'm juss killing maybe he juss snitching[00:00:33]

See a whole lot different when my sales ecliped[00:00:36]

What I see is straight bug straight thoro[00:00:39]

Yea he be a killa you kill wit bugs[00:00:42]

Rather look at the facts not the hype[00:00:44]

Like who got shot and who got knifed[00:00:47]

Who keep gettin struck but don't neva strike[00:00:50]

Hope the beef go away but the feds indict[00:00:52]

I know yo card ni**a it's so clear[00:00:55]

You juss wanna sell record you don't want warfare[00:00:58]

You don't wanna ride you wanna get rich and hide[00:01:01]

These *z would've died if they shot me nine times[00:01:03]

Heyy it's juss for the best[00:01:06]

Take this mob sh*t serious please respect it[00:01:08]

And there go the shots stay rippin me apart[00:01:11]

Cuz it's a blood comin outta his lung[00:01:14]

It's murdah bloody homicide is what they cry[00:01:18]

When they losin' their life[00:01:20]

When muhf**kaz ax me how I sleep at night[00:01:22]

Pretty cold witta slug might heat me tight[00:01:24]

Pray to god while I'm gone [00:01:27]

Is what underneath feels like[00:01:28]

It's my work by the surf when they turn off the lights[00:01:30]

You ain't kill humma cause if you did[00:01:33]

Why you ain't get the pen after all of that hit[00:01:35]

You know I know that if you live[00:01:37]

That sh*t that you spit somebody got somebody[00:01:40]

Somebody got jumped somebody got cut[00:01:43]

You boxer ni**a nobody got snuffed[00:01:45]

Nobody got flushed you screamin what what[00:01:49]

Okay okay killa you'sa slut[00:01:51]

Think about it enoughs enoughs[00:01:54]

I'm tryna show me whoes who[00:01:56]

And what is what[00:01:58]

I mean how can I respect you[00:01:59]

When them *z that left you ain't none of me[00:02:02]

Blessed you[00:02:04]

Not nobody[00:02:05]

You know where they are where they perform[00:02:05]

Bust yo gun stop makin songs[00:02:08]

Please no more ghetto *[00:02:10]

You got money now it's time to bomb[00:02:12]

And that's juss fo the top[00:02:15]

Take this mob sh*t serious please respect it[00:02:18]

And there go the shots stay ripping me apart[00:02:20]

Cuz it's a blood comin outta his slum[00:02:23]

Death of perfection as I move witout motion[00:02:26]

Ain't no ni**a in his game doing the sh*t that I'm quoting[00:02:29]

Take a good look cause you'll neva a see enought of me[00:02:33]

Might be sum otha goes tryna trace n color me[00:02:37]

But I believe in the ways of old[00:02:42]

Slice these *z throat tryna tell on po[00:02:44]

That shouldn't excist f**kin snitch[00:02:47]

Cut of his dick put it to his lips[00:02:50]

You really think I was gong let you slide[00:02:52]

F**kin wit me you must be outcho mind[00:02:55]

You really think jail was gong make thinks right[00:02:58]

Ni**a I will shoot you till you lose yo life[00:03:00]

I was minding my own word got back *z talkin bout po[00:03:03]

I was like ohh god must be ready fo this ni**a to go[00:03:08]

I ain't lyin this is the mob[00:03:14]

You got yo break come finish yo job[00:03:16]

Juss don't get the feds involved[00:03:20]

And I'mma reunite you wit yo moms[00:03:22]

R I P[00:03:24]

I guess this ain't juss music[00:03:25]

Cuz jail only made me much more ruthless （*）[00:03:27]

And the b**ch ni**a knew this[00:03:30]

That's why he tryed to sign me to g-unit[00:03:32]

Tell 'em how you made me offers[00:03:35]

I don't want that blood I'mma godfather[00:03:38]

Loved on every street corner[00:03:40]

Hurts yo heart that you don't get that honor[00:03:43]

The feds I paid fo that[00:03:46]

10 years up top[00:03:48]

I sell me much shop[00:03:50]

Both of ya was blood[00:03:51]

Took the bus wit cuz[00:03:52]

Want gun fo gun[00:03:54]

I earned my lug[00:03:55]

You you juss pathetic[00:03:56]

You neva bg bespite yo average[00:03:59]

Take this mob sh*t serioue you going respect it[00:04:02]

Tha's juss fo the record[00:04:05]

And there go the shots stay rippin me apart[00:04:06]

Cuz it's a blood comin outta his slum[00:04:10]

It's murdah bloody homicide is what they cry[00:04:12]

When they losin' their life[00:04:17]

When muhf**kaz ax me how I sleep at night[00:04:18]

Pretty cold witta slug might heat me tight[00:04:21]

Pray to god while I'm gone [00:04:23]

Is what underneath feels like[00:04:25]

It's my work by the surf when they turn off the light[00:04:26]