Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Revenge, artist - MoleculesDate of issue: 07.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Revenge |
| I’m on the couch with my arms racing the breaks |
| Sipping Malibu, watching Al Pacino’s Scarface |
| Tell 'em, Tony, when all of the sudden the whole shit just thrown on me |
| I been through everything you ever thought about |
| In the drug game no doubt, in and out a few shoot-outs |
| Yeah, I’ve been shot before, you alls blowing down the door |
| This kid try to hit me up with a .44 |
| Something ain’t right, yo, shit is shady |
| Doctor pulling bullets from my body, look like slugs from a 380 |
| For a minute I thought I was dead |
| I head my cousin Buddha say they tried to move, accuse ahead |
| They had to be the kids from up the block |
| Heard I was making moves out of state |
| They heard I had a little cake |
| You see, they strike it, they fucked up thinking I’m dead |
| I took the bullets to the body in the lower leg |
| They done said, them kids about to get wetted |
| It’s gonna be a whole lot of bodies popping up dead |
| Like I said, my body’s on the couch doing some healing |
| Niggas on the block dropping dimes and squealing |
| I’m on the phone with my cousin the guard back, kill what you had to say |
| Now it’s gonna be repercussions and retaliations |
| But first I gotta go on vacation |
| I gotta get my revenge |
| Niggas is shisty, watch who’s your peeps |
| Know who to trust before they bust you in your sleep |
| Real niggas do real things and shisty ones a dick |
| And real niggas always win |
| Please lay back, I’m all better, cock the Berretta |
| Show 'em what I mean, get these streets sweeping, time to clean |
| Six deep in the cave five with the windows tinted |
| Six more to get strapped with Macs and techs in the Tourist rented |
| Yo, snatch that punk and put his bitch ass in the trunk |
| We gonna take 'em to the hideout, these blindfolded, mouth filled with duct tape |
| Take the razor to his face |
| Now he’s screaming, 'I wanna die, I wanna die' |
| Yo, shut the fuck up before I stab your ass in the eye |
| You’re not gonna die yet, I need some information |
| 'Cause I think your infiltration is coming from that kid, Jason |
| He was somebody I was fucking with back in '88 |
| Doing drug cakes, getting paid, but now I’m straight |
| He was messing with five percent of the justice |
| Kid was shisty, just couldn’t trust him |
| I had to step into my own thing, I year later got my own ring |
| Yeah, I’m my own king |
| So no wonder his crew members under my possession |
| Before I kill you, I want a confession |
| I gotta get my revenge |
| Niggas is shisty, watch who’s your peeps |
| Know who to trust before they bust you in your sleep |
| Real niggas do real things and shisty ones a dick |
| And real niggas always win |
| I gotta get my revenge |
| Niggas is shisty, watch who’s your peeps |
| Know who to trust before they bust you in your sleep |
| Real niggas do real things and shisty ones a dick |
| And real niggas always win |
| Double brew with the mansion and the yacht |
| A50 land cruiser and now the town was on lock |
| Jason was getting gel, he heard you was getting mad |
| Shut the fuck up, this is what you gonna do |
| You gonna go by Jason’s about 8 o’clock |
| Tell him, yo, J, we fucked up |
| What you gonna say? |
| 'Yo, J, we fucked up' |
| Meanwhile me and J in the city, all in the semis like mobsters |
| Sipping Perignon and eating lobsters |
| But what J never knew, I came with 50 kids from my crew |
| And he came with about two |
| So as we kick the willy boat, he keeps a peep, says it’s a call from home |
| He goes the steps to the phone |
| He comes back to the table looking all distraught and puzzled |
| I guess he realizes it’s gonna be some trouble |
| Yo, Artie Boo, lock the door, this shit is closing |
| Nobody leaving till I get this beef shit here even |
| Not this is realest situation, gets funny |
| He starts telling me where his stash at and all of his money |
| I don’t want your stash, I want your ass, that’s why I cut you from getting cash |
| His shisty ass won’t last, enough talking, we out of here |
| Yo, yo, Q, the vehicle is parked in the rear |
| Slide through the back, jump in the five, wag BBS and Pirelli’s |
| Caught a body, filled my belly, now I hit the telly |
| Now overall you can see, it didn’t have to be the jealousy and envy |
| Made him shisty |
| Now I got my revenge, sorry, my friend this is where the story has to end |
| Gotta get my revenge |