I'm not Like you Lyrics

He pulled up in a coupe, his necklace shining, arm was blinding, numberless pound in his boot

He needs niggas to strengthen his troop, confusing the street boss for a street level recruit

He's arrogant but he's willing to shoot, so I put a B-ball hoop size hole up in his suit

Another notch for the organ taker, and eight shot Swat benneli, alias the orphan maker

Not in the games, never been a sports fan, but I stuff a corpse in a garbage can for my left hand

Gang is grown, no fear is shown as the colt flicker, enemy blocks, reek of gunshots and malt liquor

Candles cover ears ring when I fire a salvo, on a mission like Muhammad and John Lee Malvo

The stakes risen, the snakes hidden, serving over a bullet and bitten, I was weightlifting in state prison

My hate risen, the Dan Wesson my palms nestled, my arms are big, you don't wanna arm wrestle

Take it to hard way, gather up your niggas and bring em, and I'll demonstrate how to properly fire an Ingram

I'm not like you, my guns a military issue, live by a pistol, I let a gold missile kiss you

All that war talk is in the cemetery with you, and your loved ones the only ones who wanna miss you

I'm not like you, my guns a military issue, live by a pistol, I let a gold missile kiss you

All that war talk is in the cemetery with you, and your loved ones the only ones who wanna miss you

I hate overzealous niggas, who talk behind your back and signal shit to they man like a jealous nigga

I'm just the one to run his strip, gun under the shoulder, fuck his bitch, discipline his doja

Recruit his men for jobs when I need workers, I'm the ringmaster, you just a puppet in a circus

A drug circuit, a faceless and impersonal shadows, about business and handling our personal battles

Scats is German, black and nickle grays are our colors, I got a off-gray shotty that resemble a muffler

Pipes is dual, niggas lose they life in a duel, life is never fair, often life is cruel

Time's my rival, but guns don't destroy your survival, team X members of my team ratted like fievel

Yeah and I put it on the Bible, when they made me that offer, I confessed, I never snitch, I'm an enforcer

I'm not like you, my guns a military issue, live by a pistol, I let a gold missile kiss you

All that war talk is in a cemetery with you, and your loved ones the only ones who want to miss you

I'm not like you, my guns a military issue, live by a pistol, I let a gold missile kiss you

All that war talk is in a cemetery with you, and your loved ones the only ones who want to miss you

In 79, whoever thought, 20 years later I'd be behind

Enemy lines, a lil' drone and a henny combined, sights aligned, the soul of my enemy's mind

A gunner is slain before his brain can process the pain, S-Gang, nothing but crypts in my campaign

Tossed a molotov, flames engulf his outfit, you can't douse it, it burns like the ovens of Auschwitz

The commander's back, G-shit that make your neck jerk, murder expert network committed to wet work

Doing business with the raw endorsers, while you moonlight, straight informing to the law enforcers

You know what it is, when you summoned by the bosses, look around, see how the plastic cover the office

An hour later, you faced up in a crater, big enough for a schnauzer, in your wig piece a slug from the Mauser

I'm not like you, my guns a military issue, live by a pistol, I let a gold missile kiss you

All that war talk is in a cemetery with you, and your loved ones the only ones who want to miss you

I'm not like you, my guns a military issue, live by a pistol, I let a gold missile kiss you

All that war talk is in a cemetary with you, and your loved ones the only ones who want to miss you

Yo, this the commander man, SSG for life, black and gray, everyday all day, CRB down man

Yeah, good luck and Blue Anchor, Affinity, we gon' do it for 2007