Burn lyrics

by

Z-Ro


[Scarface]
My hands got powder burns I just murdered a man
Took his life over nothing if you ask me f*ck em (f*ck em)
It was him or either me so I saw fit to empty out the clip in this b*tch f*ck the dumb sh*t
Now do I feel guilt no I don't think so
Light another cigarette, zonin out I seen folks
Streetlights glowin' in my rear view watchin'
Cause I'm paranoid thinkin' that I might have been spotted
As I pass by Watkins I relax cause I'm home now
Had a funny feeling in the beginning it's gone now
Cause we live in a do or die society
You do or either die tryin' or do it psychologically
I'm brain dead and I don't give a f*ck that's my excuse
And I don't need a audience around for me to let loose
You plex fool, I catch you then I stretch you
Out in front ya door step and vanish like a ghost

[Z-Ro]
I'm a bad mother (shut yo mouth)
Ain't no limit to what I earn
If it ain't money why should I be concerned
Burn is what my enemies do, just like weed
223 g's, just to bleed, yes indeed
I'm a ghetto boy, that's right everybody knows I'm a G
I'm what you n*ggas are supposed to be
Burn rubber right after I burn a f*ck n*gga, cigarillo still burnin' f*ck all ya'll f*ck n*ggas
[Scarface]
I got a black book that I ain't got no names in
Instead I keep the pictures of craniums I done caved in
Nah I'm playin' I still should have done it
Cause a weak motherf*cker just makes me sick to my stomach
I keeps it 100, not a game this is real life
To die young a honor, you get old you live twice
Take my advice they got shooters in them hills ya'll
Run up off in them bushes, watch motherf*ckers kill ya'll
This sh*t here is real dog, believe me I got you
Lined up in my cross-hairs so I shot you
A dead man speaks no words, that's some true sh*t
The courtrooms the hood, the street life ruthless
All done for the dope and dollar signs
No witnesses no motherf*ckin' crimes
And I'm, living life like I'm dyin' tonight, am I crazy you got damn right

[Z-Ro]
I'm a bad mother (shut yo mouth)
Ain't no limit to what I earn
If it ain't money why should I be concerned
Burn is what my enemies do, just like weed
223 g's, just to bleed, yes indeed
I'm a ghetto boy, that's right everybody knows I'm a G
I'm what you n*ggas are supposed to be
Burn rubber right after I burn a f*ck n*gga, cigarillo still burnin' f*ck all ya'll f*ck n*ggas
[Scarface]
That minute that you had to pray it should of stopped you
You must want your death wish fulfilled so I got to
I'm a killer n*gga push me if you want fool
And only God knows when I catch you what I'm gone do
Think its a game when I c*ck & aim
And it pops and bangs
And it's out with brains
sh*t is not the same
What you expected was a spark dog, but not the flame
I can stop the rain
And you can learn a whole lot from a dummy
You can't squat, duck or run and hide from me
So your best bet is coming correct
Show respect or get a hole in yo chest, with no regrets
I rather die than let a n*gga slide
And I put that on my son only five (aha ha)
The only things I've ever cherished in life
I let them go it a'int nothing left but fighting (right)

[Z-Ro]
I'm a bad mother (shut yo mouth)
Ain't no limit to what I earn
If it ain't money why should I be concerned
Burn is what my enemies do, just like weed
223 g's, just to bleed, yes indeed
I'm a ghetto boy, that's right everybody knows I'm a G
I'm what you n*ggas are supposed to be
Burn rubber right after I burn a f*ck n*gga, cigarillo still burnin' f*ck all ya'll f*ck n*ggas
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