One Hundred Thousand Scars Lyrics

Go ahead and tell 'em just who we are

Walk around the city with one hundred thousand scars

Keep fussing, hope it's not a facade

Talked with your broad and I end the discussion

Talked all that bluff, but don't know who we are

Hanging out the window on the boulevard

He said he want smoke so I shot him

Why did he test me?

He didn't even know I was hard

I think I'm gon take him by surprise

Hit 'em in his eyes

Broken phone just put in some rice

Stevie wonder if he don't take my advice

Stevie hawk if he survive, uh

He gon' me his damn demise

I got one thing that's precise

If we fight he gon' walk up and meet Jesus Christ

While I stay in my room looking at city lights

Smoking that pack Mr. Growl gon' smile

Slicing up his face like my nickname is birdie

Parkour, and yo name is flip

Park at his place got new car, got new whip

Disappointing you can't aim a stick for shit

At this point you gotta keep ya 9 on ya hip

If you wanna catch a case then talk to the jury

Terrorists getting moist, fidgeting, yeah he quirky

And the judge is so pretty, she chocolate like Hershey's

Open up your ears and start to listen to me closely

Focus on your bread, and start focus on the homies

The real ones they stay there, and the phonies get closer

I think I'm ahead, and the money transfer over

You can't feel what I feel

It's just me and my kid BM giving me head

Make a beat, smoke a blunt, then I post up in bed

It's so fast, it don't even seem real

Go ahead and tell 'em just who we are

Walk around the city with one hundred thousand scars

Keep fussing, hope it's not a facade

Talked with your broad and I end the discussion

Talked all that bluff, but don't know who we are

Hanging out the window on the boulevard

He said he want smoke so I shot him

Why did he test me?

He didn't even know I was hard

I think I'm gon take him by surprise

Hit 'em in his eyes

Broken phone just put in some rice

Stevie wonder if he don't take my advice

Stevie hawk if he survive, uh

He gon' me his damn demise

I got one thing that's precise

If we fight he gon' walk up and meet Jesus Christ

While I stay in my room looking at city lights

Smoking that pack Mr. Growl gon' smile