Martyr
Prodigy, Slim The Mobster
Yeah
It's so hard to look at me face to face
I could taste the fear in your blood
For the love of my squad for
The love of the thugga ball 'til I foul out
Retaliation and revenge
Yeah that's what I'm about
We could trade war stories we could
Go to war for it
Just bought automatics and bricks
Of C-4 for it bodies in the storage pussy
Niggas get extorted
44 Desert Eagle got about five bodies on it
Makin' my get away
Keep that thing on my waist nigga
Now tell how do you want it
I stay tauntin' the pigs I
Stay clutchin' my shit
And I'm talkin' like a pimp
Cause it's nothing you did, i did it
Bigger than most niggas could ever figure me
Disrespect my Crip and they take on get him
Back against the wall, nigga I fight harder
I take 'em all with me I'm a martyr
II blew myself up iI'm on some Martyr shit
Now who you got a problem with
I blew myself up iI'm on some Martyr shit
Now who you got a problem with
I blew myself up iI'm on some Martyr shit
(You better kill me)
Now who you got a problem with
(I still don't die) i blew myself up
II'm on some Martyr shit (Forever)
Now who you got a problem with (Yeah)
I was born for glory my life a war story
Rebellious child, grew up among the gory
Haunting images of what niggas did
Blood splash on the tree and my Timberlands
All I know is violence
Respect it or you check it
Dunn, I'm off without a thought
That's how you send a message
Roll up, Light it up, smoke 'em like a
You know the time, try me
It'll be your darkest hour
Show 'em the meaning of power
Prodigy is criminal minded, brilliance
Genius run all opposition through
The fuckin' cleaners
Get washed, I'm Mobb, I'm a terror
A martyr, civilian nigga
I'm a high ranked spitter
With the rap or the strap
I'm a whale yous a
Drink away my demons that receive the sin
Infamous allegiance the Chief of my Indians
I blew myself up iI'm on some Martyr shit
Now who you got a problem with
I blew myself up iI'm on some Martyr shit
Now who you got a problem with
I blew myself up iI'm on some Martyr shit
Now who you got a problem with
I blew myself up iI'm on some Martyr shit
Now who you got a problem with
Now who you got a problem with
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