Dissin the Dead

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(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

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I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said

I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop, they gon' keep dissing the dead

None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head

Young nigga wicked on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead

I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said

I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop, they gon' keep dissing the dead

None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head

Young nigga wicked on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead

We need to stop killing each other

The innocent children get hit, people's sisters and brothers

That's what the preacher man said to his mother

Traumatized child so he piss on the covers

Everything sweet 'til it happen to them

My youngin like Shaq and he play above the rim

Don't aim for the team, bullets knock off your limbs

Can't even go to school 'cause they shot up the gym

Considered it lucky he walk with a limp

They'd be happy you're walking at all

Don't bring up my name if a killing involved

These niggas be 12 but be breaking the law

Nigga diss me and we [?]

Went in his pocket and went in his car

All the subliminals pissing me off

My shooters on call and I pass them the ball

Why should I cap 'bout my name on a song?

I'm the one put your boy name on a stone

I dissed the dead and I knew it was wrong

But I'm shooting like DaBaby if they break in my home

Chopper so close that I'm never alone

Gucci strapped up like Sylvester Stalone

First they call you a god then they call you a clone

But my plug tryna bring the dope in on a drone

I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said

I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop, they gon' keep dissing the dead

None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head

Young nigga wicked on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead

I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said

I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop, they gon' keep dissing the dead

None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head

Young nigga wicked on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead

I don't preach to no one, I just lead by example

When I was a jit, I thought life was a gamble

You catch a charge now your life is in shambles

Daddy in jail but your son need them pampers

You telling the cops 'cause you giving 'em clues

Your face on the news just to get you some views

Watch the shit now that you say in the booth

'Cause niggas get knocked and start telling the truth

Put me in your mentions to get some attention

These niggas be gimmicks tryna make up an image

He dissing and wishing somebody would listen

But niggas'll snitch on they self in a minute

Free all my artists, let them out of prison

Don't make the wrong move and get took opposition

Put 'em on game and I hope that they listen

Don't trick your whole life away like a magician

You can't stand the heat, you best get out the kitchen

Them niggas you with, they turn government witness

Choppers and switches, they really be tripping

In elementary too big for his britches

ARs and Glocks on my road to the riches

And this ain't a speech and I'm no politician

Thieves in the street dead up over some bitches

So get in your bag and please stay out your business

I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said

I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop, they gon' keep dissing the dead

None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head

Young nigga wicked on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead

I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said

I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop, they gon' keep dissing the dead

None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head

Young nigga wicked on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead