2Middle Fingers - Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Let me give these bitches a chair

You know they can’t stand to see me doing good

Reppin' my hood from sundown to sunup

On the come up, so shut up and let me get a grip

I ain’t constipated like bitches who ain’t shit

I ain’t sedated, medicated, vacationing on a trip

I’m in their ears like a Q-Tip, Miss me with that lip

Still they busted and they split, in need of some chap stick

And all I got is some fat dick

So suck it or fuck it or shut the fuck up and fuck off

I’m like Cialis, see I stay hard while y’all weak bitches who stay soft

Like a pillow.

I’m incognito like silhouettes

I’m impatient like a killer get, like it or love it I’m killing it

Put 2Middle Fingers in the sky fo' me

(Time to welcome home Ya Dead Homie)

Who ready to ride or die fo' me?

(Time to welcome home Ya Dead Homie)

I channel the spirit of 2Pac and Biggie within me

God give me the will to never be anything but me

I spit it correct and never let the weak shit infect me

See I’m a prodigy intense, sometimes I gotta be…

S-Sometimes I gotta be aggressive

I grew up in a home that was oppressive

So I go the extra mile to be impressive

I’m insane and I’ll kill you all the same

I’m not an angel with wings like an arrow point

I’m more like a helicopter, you get chopped up in the blades

I’m Blaze, the hardest killer in the game

And I don’t need a fucking clock or a chain to bang

I’m from the home of «Nobody gives a fuck who you is»

And if you feeling me in this bitch then all you gotta do is:

Went from a:

Boy to a man, I’m a thug til I kick the can, I mean the bucket, don’t got a

bucket-list, I got a fuck-it-list

I’m first on the list to say fuck it bitch, see I’m correct an shit

Not the solution I’m the problem and yeah I’m loving it

I’m above it, like the clouds when you down

We on ya better seek shelter or get your umbrella

Because I got a knack for wetting em up

My knife ready to stab and cut

My motto is six short words «bitch I don’t give a fuck»

«The Resurrection will not be televised.

You can look to the skies,

and realize.

The dead man.

has returned!»