Demise

[Intro: Ransom] Uh huh It's real glorious Painful at the same time though I know y'all hear me Presidential Yeah [Chorus: Ransom] When two gangstas collide You can look a nigga eye to eye And tell him why Somebody probably gotta die Them niggas sitting plotting our demise We on the rise These two gangstas arrive A man is not a man without his pride It's no surprise Our main goal's to survive Until my soul's floating in the sky I tell 'em why [Verse 1: Ransom] Me and Gibbs back to back fuck the middleman Big chopper say hello to my little friend On the corner playing dice until I win again Fuck the law, put me in the ring to fight Zimmerman Homicide looking for a fingerprint We at the rose bar toasting to my ignorance These crackers can't believe that I'm innocent Jon Gotti swag hopping in the limo Benz The gritty tales from a nigga from a dark block Rest in peace to that nigga that's from Far Rock And to this very day it's still a soft spot I wish I had a last word before his heart stopped I swear these rap niggas is a joke Every nigga got a choppa, every nigga selling coke (nope) I'm the type of nigga that you don't wanna approach Killing paper with this pen 'cause it's murder that I wrote [Chorus: Ransom] When two gangstas collide You can look a nigga eye to eye And tell him why Somebody probably gotta die Them niggas sitting plotting our demise We on the rise These two gangstas arrive A man is not a man without his pride It's no surprise Our main goal's to survive Until my soul's floating in the sky I tell 'em why [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah, this that razor-sharp guillotine rap Straight out the land of microwave crack and machine gats Trip to New York I bet niggas buy what I bring back Life sentence worth of dope in the trunk I done seen that OGs never showed me was way too greedy to teach me I'll chunk a deuce and throw up the Rollie no need for speakin' Don't need a bitch to picture me rollin' and see me creepin Or I'll pop out with that choppa, we even, bust at polices I got donkey in that super sport I'm valet parking on candy, you in that Uber boy Black 45 with no masks that's how I do ya boy Nigga what the fuck you got shooters if you ain't gon' use 'em for You losin', boy, gangsta got your bitch to blow me with Barry White on the Beats Pill Freddie Kane baby, the wolf dressed as the sheep still Nigga went from straight don status to dirty black bastard Evil seed 'til I bleed, hold it down for Ransom [Chorus: Ransom] When two gangstas collide You can look a nigga eye to eye And tell him why Somebody probably gotta die Them niggas sitting plotting our demise We on the rise These two gangstas arrive A man is not a man without his pride It's no surprise Our main goal's to survive Until my soul's floating in the sky I tell 'em why