Demise lyrics

[Intro: Ransom]
Uh huh
It's real glorious
Painful at the same time though
I know y'all hear me
Presidential
Yeah

[Chorus: Ransom]
When two gangstas collide
You can look a n*gga eye to eye
And tell him why
Somebody probably gotta die
Them n*ggas sitting plotting our demise
We on the rise
These two gangstas arrive
A man is not a man without his pride
It's no surprise
Our main goal's to survive
Until my soul's floating in the sky
I tell 'em why

[Verse 1: Ransom]
Me and Gibbs back to back f*ck the middleman
Big chopper say hello to my little friend
On the corner playing dice until I win again
f*ck the law, put me in the ring to fight Zimmerman
Homicide looking for a fingerprint
We at the rose bar toasting to my ignorance
These crackers can't believe that I'm innocent
Jon Gotti swag hopping in the limo Benz
The gritty tales from a n*gga from a dark block
Rest in peace to that n*gga that's from Far Rock
And to this very day it's still a soft spot
I wish I had a last word before his heart stopped
I swear these rap n*ggas is a joke
Every n*gga got a choppa, every n*gga selling coke (nope)
I'm the type of n*gga that you don't wanna approach
Killing paper with this pen 'cause it's murder that I wrote
[Chorus: Ransom]
When two gangstas collide
You can look a n*gga eye to eye
And tell him why
Somebody probably gotta die
Them n*ggas sitting plotting our demise
We on the rise
These two gangstas arrive
A man is not a man without his pride
It's no surprise
Our main goal's to survive
Until my soul's floating in the sky
I tell 'em why

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Yeah, this that razor-sharp guillotine rap
Straight out the land of microwave crack and machine gats
Trip to New York I bet n*ggas buy what I bring back
Life sentence worth of dope in the trunk I done seen that
OGs never showed me was way too greedy to teach me
I'll chunk a deuce and throw up the Rollie no need for speakin'
Don't need a b*tch to picture me rollin' and see me creepin
Or I'll pop out with that choppa, we even, bust at polices
I got donkey in that super sport
I'm valet parking on candy, you in that Uber boy
Black 45 with no masks that's how I do ya boy
n*gga what the f*ck you got shooters if you ain't gon' use 'em for
You losin', boy, gangsta got your b*tch to blow me with
Barry White on the Beats Pill
Freddie Kane baby, the wolf dressed as the sheep still
n*gga went from straight don status to dirty black bast*rd
Evil seed 'til I bleed, hold it down for Ransom
[Chorus: Ransom]
When two gangstas collide
You can look a n*gga eye to eye
And tell him why
Somebody probably gotta die
Them n*ggas sitting plotting our demise
We on the rise
These two gangstas arrive
A man is not a man without his pride
It's no surprise
Our main goal's to survive
Until my soul's floating in the sky
I tell 'em why