Versuri Last Laugh

(feat. Prodigy (Mobb Deep), Twin)  
[Verse One] 
Reflections of my own life flash like a fire 
Powder burns the memories life seems a bad dream 
Fall for cenetries physical and the mental 
When I crashed through work 
I was cursed but still I 
Quit my curse found my hustle 
Stack paper made it world wide 
Feeling the dream, dont be a hater son 
Think you the greater one 
Gotta put you on the fader son 
Cut your ass up see you later 
Gotta drop till your praying nigga 
You ain't a player hust a frail nigga 
I'm the slayer in your nightmares 
Unstoppable 
When you see me on the street 
Call a audible 
I got you covered, face it 
And you can't dodge this bullet baby 
This ain't the matrix 
Got to put you in your placement 
Hide your body in the basement 
Your boys wonder where your face went 
 
[Chorus 2X] 
Homey we keet those on us 
Smoke like mufflers 
To calm down/I sell 
But still explode 
Those things so fast/they know not to gas they self 
They can't fuck with us, we laugh last 
 
[Verse Two] 
Backbreakers of the game 
Many many musical 
Legendary criminal destined to be professional 
I rain supreme 
Ever since my days you rock vest just to push your range 
No doubt about it 
We grew up in the cloud 
Read up in your magazine just to see what were about 
Peep into the case, see me, ask 
Why that black ass nigga flow over the piano 
Droppin it good 
For that hoody in the front row 
Thats my good pro down for the juggalo 
Three guns busted for the battle man 
Shoot the whole scene make the motherfucker rattle 
Duece, double o, slow 
Church folk say we ain't got too many more 
Either man rush I'm gonna hit em with the head rush 
So be careful on what you trusting 
 
[Chorus 2X] 
 
[Verse Three] 
Yo 
I was walking on the block 
Heard a couple shots 
Caught one in the leg 
And I know who did it 
They gonna get it 
Wrap up my leg 
Bounced upstairs and got strapped up 
I love that drama shit 
I'm all gassed up 
I lit that kush up and got doughed up 
And thought about all the foul shit I did 
I can't help it, I was this way since a kid 
Then I slide out the crib 
Hunt down my pray 
The look in my eyes like I sniffed some yay 
Ran up on homes 
And blast away 
He passed away twin got the last laugh today 
Anybody front I keep that on me 
You had to die homey thats part of the game 
I got guns put niggaz don't know how to aim 
I'm in the shooting range mastering the art 
 
[Chorus 2X] 
  

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