Cowards Interlude (feat. Tommy Mayran)

I might put the haters on some anti-freeze

Looking at the game and all I see is casualties

I gave birth to y'all ****, this is such a shame

How you stab me in the back, and throw dirt on my name

Never had to sell out, but the motto remains

The top shotta, dropping albums through all of the pain

My brother died, family ties, I've re-kindled the flame

So be weary when Tre Cap enlightens the lane

I might go Thriller, Mike Jackson on you ****

We don't need paparazzis, they already get the pictures

Don't believe what they selling, yes, they warned us in them scriptures

Yeah, my dreams I believe in, there's no limit what I'm feeling, oh

**** hating for no reason, go and get your own

Could've signed away my rights so I put up fights

Yeah, my presence is a blessing, I'm still humble in my zone

Fuck is wrong with these ****, acting like they are not clones

Some days I feel like I'm on top of the world

Some days I climb until I can't quench my thirst

My heart get's stronger every time I fall down

Nobody's gonna stop me now

Liberty (Liberty)

Liberty (Liberty)