Destruction

I've been in the cut like snip snip
If you hear the gun go click click, then you dead
My plan is to have about six kids
Get my girl thick as biscuits from lil' Mrs. Baird's
Also make a whole lot of dough
But still remain will be floatin' in commodes
My lil' homies think my matrimony
Say you want one, but got so many hoes
Look, he don't really know it if you free the pigeons
He be livin' way above them weak conditions
He been reachin', I be livin' hella propositions for him
Wishin' that he listen, but it's hard to pay attention when you on the hoes (red light)
My buddy in the club, how religious, he get vicious
When it come to gettin' digits, he gon' holla at the thickest
Make her feel like he the richest if lil' baby is a vixen
Her legs in the air like Eucalyptus 'fore she go home
But everybody leavin' unfulfilled, want a thrill
Of the night, his belt on
Something fishy and you feel it in your gills
It ain't real, but you keep on
Swimming out the pond, toys to field where you don't belong
And you still ain't healed from the last one that had you
In your heels big-steppin' towards destruction

You see (fee-fi-fo-fee)
If it's between me and you, brother (this is what destruction sounds like)
Heh, I don't think I can lose, brother (tryna find my way) (fee-fi-fo-fee, this is what destruction sounds like)
You see, this thing called life, uh (tryna find my way)(fee-fi-fo-fee, this is what destruction sounds like)
We only get one of those, and if you get in the way of mine (fee-fi-fo-fee, ahh-ahh, ahh)

Go part of me, huh
Blood clot cloggin' my artery, huh
Gun shots straight through the heart of me, uh
Breathe, breathe, come on, need a breather
Walkin' towards the light, that's my conscience, breathin'
Go to where the others, you will love without a fightin'
Tryna be a gangster, shoulda been a fighter
Oh, and wonder why that negativity excite ya
I'll be damned, my next life end up like you
Tryna find a key and as I reincarnate
They don't wanna listen to my wisdom, for heaven's sake
Was tryna guide you, golly, you got in my way
You a pain, but it hurt to see you die anyway

Somo' de otra tela, don't compare us, nunca, never (uh huh)
We can do it on the South, como quieras (uh huh)
Pick a place anywhere, esto te llega (uh huh)
Talk to me nice, no soy cualquiera (quiera)
Llamo a Tobe cuando estoy en Texas
Oye hermano, vamo' a cambiar el planeta
Real place from the South, nothin' better (uh huh)
Mindin' with my dawgs feelin' like the Goodfellas
Run it back, real rap, transcendin' trendsetter
And the bongo, go (go)
Uh, in the slums all day, I was standin' in the hallway
Slappin' like (like), uh

Fool me once, shame on you (fee-fi-fo-fee, this is what destruction sounds like)
Fool me twice, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom (tryna find my way)(fee-fi-fo-fee, this is what destruction sounds like)
If you my brother, brother (yeah)(fee-fi-fo-fee, this is what destruction sounds like)
Then I need you to tell me somethin' (yeah)
Tell me the truth (We now return you to regular programming)(fee-fi-fo-fee, ahh-ahh, ahh)

Come as a rich soul, but go as a rich man
That lived on earth, hoping, while pig land
If that's your purpose, then just sayin'
We made it through mud and quicksand
Tell me what I am if not a real one
Since a lil' one, shootin' the fair one
Traits of greatness run in my veins like heroin
Vessel, grand pain and a manifesto
Of dreamers who voice now seem ancestral
My young souls huntin' your dreams hunted by goals
I remember strugglin', wanted money to show sufferin'
Watchin' my supporter, humble abode
Now it's my place to humble the bold (bold)

My, my, my, haha
From niggas to gods
Blessed to be blacker than an African
In a world where they tell me I'm inadequate
Yeah, you got some nerve, you got some nerve

Ask me why I walk around with attitude
Four hundred years, I was born to be mad at you
Born as a radical, you must think I'm Boo-Boo the fool
I see how you move, you try to play it cool but you hot
You're kissed by the sun, a flower child pulled from the root
Your school's on about the story I'm from
Like, when did I leave and branch off the family tree?
We come from the dirt, the mud, we was meant to succeed
Was brought overseas to serve, but there's none in our breed
Coast Contra, we forever been teams
History repeats

Fee-fi-fo-fe, this is what destruction sounds like
Fee-fi-fo-fe, this is what destruction sounds like (tryna find my way)
Fee-fi-fo-fe, this is what destruction sounds like (tryna find my way)
(Fee-fi-fo-fee, ahh-ahh, ahh)