Emotionless (feat. Juelz Santana)

Lemme two-twelve with you for second, holler at you

True story

Cold sweats (Sweaty sheets)

From bad dreams (Nightmares)

I hope the Feds don't grab the team

Cause we been labeled as the trouble makers (DipSet)

We sell whole pies so you ain't got to cut the cake up

Tell no lies, so the Lord come and take us (Solemnly swear)

Praise to Allah, hope the Lord He forsake us (Pray for me)

And outlaws is what it made us

We live the fast life, and so we ball out major (Ballin')

Until I see a ribbon in the sky

Cop plush cars put ribbons on the ride (Full speed ahead)

Due to my political ties

I can't roll around without the drip in the ride (East Side)

And if my gun boys ain't heard of ya

You're lightweight I get the young boys to murder ya

You're looking at a cracker's worst nightmare

Young, black, rich and with a fresh pair Nikes

Boy you talk about my life here

Fuck wit OGs that put dice in the mirror (Triple O, ****)

And they tell me that life's but a gamble

The media will turn your whole life into a scandal

Put my emotions aside (Why?)

Cause they can never take my alive (No)

I'ma ride (I'm a ride)

And don't cry (Don't cry)

'Cause mama raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)

And if I'm standing in front of the judge

Guess what?

He can never take me alive (No)

I'ma ride (I'ma ride)

And don't cry (Don't cry)

'Cause mama raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)

And if I'm standing in front of the judge

Poured off Bentley

Looking like steroids

Jetson car, I'm looking like Elroy

Maserati lookin' like a shark on land

Neiman Marcus edition, contraband

Neiman Marcus I'm in it, shopping and

Five thousand spent on pants, man (Man)

Bitches love it, **** want it

So bad they wanna take it, but I kill 'em for it (Huh)

Believe me, I'm like a bear that ain't get his porridge

You better stay out the forest, warning

It's Santana you fucks

Money man, make you do a handstand for the bucks

I see you clear, my antennas is up

And that hand-scale is still in my pocket

What you want? (What you want?)

Dope boys in the trap, where ya at? (Where ya at?)

Coke dealers in the hood, what's good? (Good)

Boys getting them bricks with stamps on the shit (Well)

Well come meet the man stamping the bricks (Us)

It's fly wit' the Byrds, or lie wit' the dirt

Your corpse, flies will emerge

Put my emotions aside (Why?)

Cause they can never take my alive (No)

I'ma ride (I'm a ride)

And don't cry (Don't cry)

'Cause mama raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)

And if I'm standing in front of the judge

Guess what?

He can never take me alive (No)

I'ma ride (I'ma ride)

And don't cry (Don't cry)

'Cause mama raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)

And if I'm standing in front of the judge

They say your enemies close, your friends even closer

Listening to 'Pac up ten in the roadster (Speeding)

Now, do you wanna ride or die?

Blowin' smoke in the air, getting high as the sky (That purple)

I'm drunk staring B

I need therapy

The paranoia got me thinking conspiracy

Paper on the brain, the brain on the yayo

I make it off the plane, I'ma land to a payroll

My right hand to God, put my right hand in the jar (That mixture)

And it all come back, like grams of the hard

You heard of us, the murderers, the most shady (DipSet)

Been on the low lately, the Feds hate me (Jones)

They try to put cuffs on me and my assailants

When I push fees through the streets, they be tailing (Speeding)

They try to catch me out of bounds

You know I got pistols if you catch me outta town (Loaded)

A thug changes, and love changes

And since 9/11, the price of the drugs changes

Put my emotions aside (Why?)

'Cause they can never take my alive (No)

I'ma ride (I'ma ride)

And don't cry (Don't cry)

'Cause mama raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)

And if I'm standing in front of the judge

Guess what?

He can never take me alive (No)

I'ma ride (I'ma ride)

And don't cry (Don't cry)

'Cause mama raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)

And if I'm standing in front of the judge