Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2 Sides, artist - Killer Mike. Date of issue: 12.05.2008
Song language: English
2 Sides |
| Saying that you from here |
| You don’t never come here |
| Saying that you from here |
| You don’t never come here |
| Saying that you from here |
| You don’t never come here |
| (Well goddamn! |
| There must be 2 sides) |
| Too many niggas running 'round here lying |
| Claiming my city and they ain’t from mine |
| A-town niggas so real, so raw |
| My bloodline is by law |
| My pedigree is souls on three |
| Souls on one, souls on four |
| In other words fuckboy I ain’t no ho |
| Nigga, I’m known at the AAMCO |
| Where the dope gets sold and the hammers blow |
| Steal at the store where you grandma go |
| You know the same store where you can’t go |
| Cause you ain’t go, stop lying ho |
| Niggas see dumb niggas eyein' yo' |
| Piece and chain, 'bout to blow your brain |
| You wanna G up but you can’t |
| Real niggas do what a fuckboy can’t |
| Come through 'hood in wet-ass paint |
| Leave the car running with a filled up tank |
| Let a motherfucker try and touch my Chevy |
| Guarantee that I’ma put four in his belly |
| Two in his chest and a few in his neck |
| Then I dip back out to the flat |
| West-side OG that be me |
| Martin Luther King on my ID |
| Shawty Lo and T.I.P |
| Both know me from the goddamn streets |
| Now ask your favourite rapper 'bout me |
| No, ask your favourite d-boy about me |
| Ask Lil' Lean, ask Fat Steez |
| Ask Sleepy and Young Pill |
| All they gonna tell you is I keep it real |
| I put that shit on Adamsville |
| You say you from the west-side? |
| (Well goddamn! There must be 2 sides) |
| You say you from the east-Side? |
| (Well goddamn! There must be 2 sides) |
| You say you from the south-side? |
| (Well goddamn! There must be 2 sides) |
| You say you from the north-side? |
| (Well goddam! There must be 2 sides) |
| West-side bound but I’m east-side found |
| Ask them Glenwood boys I’m 'round |
| Who is these east-side niggas you 'round? |
| Ain’t never, ever seen none of 'em clowns |
| I don’t never see 'em on Candler Road |
| In east with that |
| Nigga steady saying he from Decatur |
| Pussy, you’s a fucking faker |
| I’ma ask them niggas on Marve Road |
| I’ma ask them niggas on Memorial |
| I’ma ask them niggas on Panola Road |
| If the niggas don’t know, I’ma ask some hoes |
| Why? |
| Cause you pussy, nigga |
| I ain’t no pussy nigga |
| Think I am then push me, nigga |
| Wet me up and dush me, nigga |
| Up shopping in south DeKalb |
| South DeKalb with a |
| Or Candler Road, Red Lobster cracking |
| With my east-side mobster faction |
| Might see me with on a Kirkwood block |
| With a east-side Chevy rider named Big Block |
| Or Ave. with my top on drop |
| Radio on Pac just gripping my cock |
| Gripping my Glock and gripping my grain |
| On getting some brain |
| , I made my name |
| Slinging that pure Bolivian 'caine |
| Making some change two years before |
| The older bitch came two years after |
| Met Gucci Mane through DJ Funk and Daryl James |
| I’m real with it mayne |
| Saying that you from here |
| You don’t never come here |