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Lyrify.me

Unbreakable by BIG Kash Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Intro]
Many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord, I don't cry no more
I don't look to the sky no more
I don't look up to the sky no more

[Verse 1]
Who wanna war with the king
Send addy I'll put 'em to sleep, ah
Still recovering from my wounds
When I'm better one out I'ma creep
These pussy lads try stop my cheddar
Tried a headshot, I move, it hit the leather
Mr. 22, you can't afford Berettas
Straight through their back I'm the best under pressure
Bang, fuck your gang all you hooligans can get lit
I'm in Neverland playing with the kids 'cause all they evеr do is talk shit
Pick a park and I'll murder you
You try and murder me you need a hundrеd people
All the new gen full of pussies
Shoot your mother's crib until you get the picture
Bang, I got the drop
Boy, you already know I'm on my shit
These kids talking, they all barking till of them faggots get shot
On the internet they flapping gums till old matey gets got
You should have stayed in church until you made the choice to come fuck around on my block
Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy
Tell me who's the motherfuckin' rookie
Dismantled a gang with just fucking words and now whole country know they're pussy
My hitters lurkin', they don't need no purpose
You'll get hit like me but get put under surface
[?] nervous, whole clique swerving
58 nervous straight hit ups bitch like I'm Burgess
[Chorus]
Revenge is like the sweetest joy bitch I thought I told you (I thought I told you)
These niggas be talking and tripping I'm with burner ima fold you (yeah yeah yeah)
These niggas been talking for way to long (way to long)
Now listen the words of the song
Listen the words of the song (grrrrrrr)
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Pull up 1 out fuck a gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Pull up 1 out fuck a gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Pull up 1 out fuck a gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Dollar, dollar, dollar gang

[Verse 2]
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Pull up ballied followed by the bang
Free S2F up out the chain gang lapping yards hearts full of pain
They claiming my city but I'm here to test all the shit that your spitting you hide behind cunts with the guns and the money them lads are finished I'm already winning
Murder it failed they panicking
Blind motherfuckers that gun who was aiming it
Pull up and pull out you freeze like a manikin
Boys are all pussy we all know ya faking it
This gun be pumping these youngems like it was express posted from the Vatican
Judge, jury and executioner court on the street my lad ain't having that
50 packs get the strap (ah)
Pussy boy little we know his gona rat
On the block 20 years serving rack
My drivers upstate serving packs
Your whole cliques full of ‘erchers
Hearts full of fear but a man on the surface
Drop a brick it’s automatic
36 turn to 72 when it's purchased
Pull up and I'm dumping the clip
Hit soul on the cyph they about to go murder
I'm the king of bitch
Laps around your crib now mans body's turn purple
Life flash before when that chamber jerkin and the back of the pistol start burning
Opp body drop like a bitch on cock now ya whole click straight nervous
[Outro]
Tell me why are we so blind to see that the ones we hurt are you and me