Fighter

[Verse 1]

Uh, don't pull a pistol out on him

Sock that n*gga in his mouth treat him as if you don’t know him

Then let him get up, pick his shit up, get right back to throwing

Kids love that kind of stories tell the fruit of your loins

That you was never a coward never avoided a challenge

They gon' say "Daddy you a Libra?"

Yeah baby I stay balanced

The streets are kind of beastly

I'm something like a savage

I never took a life that’s irreversible damage

Not to say I ain't babysitting a couple of midgets

That shoot out fire, you Al-Qaeda?

I'm American, bitches

Apparently you feel some kind way ‘bout this pimpin'

But before you even finish your sentence

Man I just might

[Chorus 1]

Man, I just might hit that n*gga

Sock that n*gga

I'll beat his ass, gon' take him to class

I'll drop that n*gga

But nah I ain't gon’ pop that n*gga

But if he keep running his mouth?

I swear, I just might just hit that n*gga

Sock that n*gga

I’ll beat his ass, lay him in the grass

I'll drop that n*gga

Try to damage him

That’s how it goes when you a straight-A student in anger management

[Interlude]

Man, I swear we must have went through like 8 different schools

Man, for real

And everytime we switched somebody [?]

Yeah, that shit only had to happen once though

[?]

[Verse 2]

[?]

All of 'em slain to a bullet but memory lane

Can never change what didn't already took place

We managed to move on and all of it took faith

What's [?]

It takes ten fingers to fight and one to pull the trigger

What happened to your dreams?

You was mean off the dribbling

Did a clean fade, could even [?] Clipper

[?]

If you blood or you crippin’?

Blue Chucks or suuwop business

When they said your homie was gone you just though "Who you kiddin'?"

I was just with him yesterday

He told me he missed his kid

And he wanted to make it right with his baby momma

You sayin' he's a goner?

That shit ain't funny man, damn

I swear to God if he [?]

[Chorus 2]

Man, I just might hit that n*gga

Sock that n*gga

I'll beat his ass, gon' take him to class

I'll drop that n*gga

But nah I ain't gon' pop that n*gga

But if he keep running his mouth?

I swear, I just might just hit that n*gga

Sock that n*gga

I'll beat his ass, lay him in the grass

I'll drop that n*gga

Try to damage him

That's how it goes when you a straight-A student in anger management

[Refrain]

Sometimes, we might go astray

But we've come all the way

'Cause we're fighters

In time, we will find our way

Nothing left to say

'Cause we're fighters, yeah

Da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da

Who, yeah

[Outro]

R.I.P. [?]

When the world is up against you

You can run away

Or you can rain like a fighter

No, ooh

So I'm gonna hurry to your rescue

So don't run away

I'll be that rain on your fire

No woah

Be that rain on your fire

Be the rain on your fire

Oh, I'll be the rain on your fire