Layin in the Cut

Shady Cashis, King Mathers classic

Lets go!

(Verse 1)

Im sittin back thinkin drinking, Im loaded and barely breathing

Im spillin on the seats of my old skool black Lincoln

Im ridin with a heat, off a pill and no speakin

My best is level three, they say Em, Im not beating

My mind is on the street, Marciano be tryna call me

The penetentary, and my future cause Im falling

My part of history is to follow the Lords calling

But ****** mess with me, till they all on the floor crawling

Im poppin with no warning, Im hotter than global warming

Im flooding the block with coke, knowing you all want it

This life I was born in homie, Im ready and able

To take a bullet or a plaque, for the name of my label

Im daily prayin to Proof, he know Im telling the truth

That I love King Mathers the way that he do

Your legacy never through, cause we be ridin for you

And if you ****** out there really want them problems then move

(Hook x2)

I be layin in the ************ cut, cut

Everybody wanna come and say whats up, yup

They know I always keep a ************ blunt, plus

I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk

(Verse 2)

Im poppin a zannie to keep me humble, my family

If Im sleep, they aint gotta deal with my constant insanity

Im the sheek is it vanity, I walk and hit guaranteed

Your ***** wanna mess with me, Im always addressin these

****** be testin me, so the law be arrestin me

But I bail out fast, after an hour of questioning

You dont know who I be, you aint seen MTV

Maybe on BET, Im who you wanna be

Im sittin here in the D, with Rugers and the nickel beams

The Capo and Shady Cashis, forever remain a G

Boss of the BBG, Pac Man RIP, I live it, I spit it

I cant change it, this is me

Im tryna get out the street, and be in the industry

But yall ****** perpetrators, you gangsta pretend-to-bes

Im off of this Ritalin, ecstasy and Hennessy

Im a ************ problem, you kinda remember me

(Hook x2)

I be layin in the ************ cut, cut

Everybody wanna come and say whats up, yup

They know I always keep a ************ blunt, plus

I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk

(Verse 3)

I dont wanna go back, you dont wanna know that

Pain when I aim and your whole head go flat

I dont wanna go back, you dont wanna know that

Pain when I aim and your whole head go flat

My patience is wearing thin, Im taking this Vicodin

Now Im bout to be the ***** that nobody like again

****** in the studio dont wanna come write with him

Cause you know when you hear me flow, Im writing like Eminem

Was putting his life on my pen, you gotta write it again

Im blowin dro in the wind, you can hear my first verse

I know Im still a win, you ****** is feminine

Im good in any hood, from the Chucks to the Timberlands

A venomous lyricist, who be livin it period.

Runnin circles of riddles, now Im surrounding you idiots

Its hard to survive, in this game of middlemen

But I got supply, thatll bring the millions in

(Hook x2)

I be layin in the ************ cut, cut

Everybody wanna come and say whats up, yup

They know I always keep a ************ blunt, plus

I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk

King Mathers and Cashis

Look what the **** just happened.

haha

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