CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Narcos
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
VERSE 1 [2PAC]
I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin' pus*y
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein' quoted
Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God, hopin' that he's listenin'
Seein' n*ggas comin' for me and my diamonds when they glistenin'
Now pay attention: bless me please, Father, I'm a ghost
In these killing fields, Hail Mary, catch me if I go
Let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman
Screams in the dark, evil lurks, enemies see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupt and f*cked in this sh*t
Stuck, n*ggas is lucky if we bust out this sh*t
Plus, Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
f*ck the world if they can't adjust, it's just as well, Hail
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
VERSE 2 [EMINEM]
I can’t explain what it is my brain does
But however it works
It's insane, its plain nuts
And it ain't just my brain that’s dangerous
It’s a whole combination of things
It takes nuts
And I’m not afraid to raise the stakes up
I got a million bucks in the bank
And 8 trucks
For anybody who gets on the track and spanks us
I'm patiently waiting for the day
I’m anxious
To see the look on ya fake mugs
When you thugs go bankrupt
Ya drunk
You ain't tough
It’s too late chump
I don’t stop
The only thing that I wait for
Is the day I don’t have to report to probate court
A lot of rappers on my list
That just ain’t Ja
And im'ma read that motherf*cker off come April
You pussies think I went soft since 8 mile
When I come back I’ll be shooting more than just paintballs
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
VERSE 3 [2PAC]
Hell, 'til I reach Hell, I ain't scared
Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do?
One life to live, but I got nothin' to lose
Just me and you on a one-way trip to prison, sellin' drugs
We all wrapped up in this livin', life as thugs
To my homeboys in Clinton Max doin' their bid
Raise hell to this real sh*t and feel this
f*ck THAT
My ammunition varies, my voice carries
Watch me invite the whole world me and the mob gettin' married
It seems horrifying screams pierce the dark
Just as suspected, a trick b*tch where is your heart
You mark, watch n*ggas fall when I call they name
We outlaws hold your head n*ggas all the same
Except some who want more out of life than stress
We still thuggin' 'til it's no one left, Hell or prison
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
VERSE 1 [2PAC]
I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin' pus*y
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein' quoted
Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God, hopin' that he's listenin'
Seein' n*ggas comin' for me and my diamonds when they glistenin'
Now pay attention: bless me please, Father, I'm a ghost
In these killing fields, Hail Mary, catch me if I go
Let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman
Screams in the dark, evil lurks, enemies see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupt and f*cked in this sh*t
Stuck, n*ggas is lucky if we bust out this sh*t
Plus, Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
f*ck the world if they can't adjust, it's just as well, Hail
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
VERSE 2 [EMINEM]
I can’t explain what it is my brain does
But however it works
It's insane, its plain nuts
And it ain't just my brain that’s dangerous
It’s a whole combination of things
It takes nuts
And I’m not afraid to raise the stakes up
I got a million bucks in the bank
And 8 trucks
For anybody who gets on the track and spanks us
I'm patiently waiting for the day
I’m anxious
To see the look on ya fake mugs
When you thugs go bankrupt
Ya drunk
You ain't tough
It’s too late chump
I don’t stop
The only thing that I wait for
Is the day I don’t have to report to probate court
A lot of rappers on my list
That just ain’t Ja
And im'ma read that motherf*cker off come April
You pussies think I went soft since 8 mile
When I come back I’ll be shooting more than just paintballs
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
VERSE 3 [2PAC]
Hell, 'til I reach Hell, I ain't scared
Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do?
One life to live, but I got nothin' to lose
Just me and you on a one-way trip to prison, sellin' drugs
We all wrapped up in this livin', life as thugs
To my homeboys in Clinton Max doin' their bid
Raise hell to this real sh*t and feel this
f*ck THAT
My ammunition varies, my voice carries
Watch me invite the whole world me and the mob gettin' married
It seems horrifying screams pierce the dark
Just as suspected, a trick b*tch where is your heart
You mark, watch n*ggas fall when I call they name
We outlaws hold your head n*ggas all the same
Except some who want more out of life than stress
We still thuggin' 'til it's no one left, Hell or prison
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some sh*t, to have these stupid b*tches jaws tight
