Fuck Em

V1

I hear is momma cryin

But I still scream fuckem

Unload my magazine on this buster

That's how I say fuckem

You know we don't trust em

Let them all lie dead in a dirt bed

With a bullet in his head

Rest in peace to all my soldiers

Got a lot on my head

Now turn the combinations

To release my thoughts

Im fed up with all this

Save the word talk

Right heres were the fuckem starts

And the piece stops

Fuckem

If he aint got no food

Fuckem

If he aint got no shoes

Cause I

Got everything to live for

He got nothing to lose… fuckem

I know my thoughts are not fair

But im fighting for my country

And I, wonder sometimes

If my country even cares

But fuckem

If he pull that trigger once

Man he'll do it again

So when he ran out a bullets put the weapon down

He must a thought the violence was gon end

Fuckem

Killem alls what my heart say

So my finger gladly replies

With a 5.56, or a 7.62

Right between his eyes fuckem

5 to 55 (what) my bullets don't discriminate

so if you think that im wrong

get me outta here

you can gladly take my place fuckem

chorus

this is war round here

when we see um fuckem

everybody on the streets

when we see um fuckem

they callin cease fires

but they keep firin fuckem

I got no love for them

Pussy niggaz here fuckem

They trying to see us all dead over here fuckem

But I aint trying to get bled over here fuckem

They even look like they bout to do something

Lay em down put 50 rounds in they stomach fuckem

V2

Started off kinda professional

But now this shit is personal

Niggaz learn when red crosses

And sirens come to they rescue

And its always getting serious

When hot barrels get pointed at you

Don't give a fuck about yalls lives

Now that im guarding mine more careful

Treat everyday just the like the first day

Examples can be made out you

And any day could be your last day

And experience wont help you

And I'll be damned if im scared

Cause me runnin is not an issue

And just think

Somebody at the crib might miss you

Wish your wife and children

Wishin For you stepped they woulda kissed you

When all that be said is daddy died

Bein a damn fool

If you got nothing to lose

Take a chance when convoys ride thru

50 cals and 240's

like 360's and quarter miles dude

and its, always getting serious

just thought I would remind you

niggaz thought process delirious

not chancing what the next might do

and I still don't think yall hearin

even though yall should find time to

you can love us and never hate us

and that's the bottom line dude

v3

just puttem on the same block with me

im poppin off till all 7

of these magazines is empty

no, they will not get me

though they've come close to hittin me

so far they missed me

only managed to piss me off

now I react more quickly

and I will never lay down

nor will anybody with me

keep my boots laced up

tighter than fuck… lets go

till we dead in the street

or its time to come home

yeah we don held down the block

4 mofuckers strong

and we don popped off a few times

new we was dead wrong

wish they'd let god judgem

cause my judgement is off

and though I try not to playem

they hand me his role

so in his image I judgem

fuckem they got to go

no I aint trying to be they jury

but this is all they'll give me

so in return all I can givem

is a vcerdict of guilty

and carry out they sentence of death

for they kill me they self

they trying to dance with the devil

but I only dance by myself… fuckem