Lyrics Revenge - Ransom, Ransom featuring Ron Paul

Revenge

Sometimes I swear this is the end
I’ve been home almost a year and all I think about’s revenge
And these bars you feel my pain, I turned these boys into some men
Keep these thoughts up in my brain until they leaks out from my pain
Convent, I try to make a mess,
Cause there’s so many people I offend, fuck em now
I never should have trusted em on
Still got a wonder why my daughter had to suffer though
Started from the bottom but this nigga still here
Where people think that I would end up being killed here
Them fuckers wrong my nigga, I’m tryina make it out
From a blind date with my killer that’s tryina take me out
For that a 1 songs they tryina steak me out
I’m like an indian chief when he about to take a scalp
And this ain’t just a song nigga
You fuckin with the wrong nigga
Sometimes I feel this is the end
Clean my soul of all my evil, wash my hands of all my sins
I control the root of evil, cause it’s money that we spend
Send the message to the people, now my story must begin
I want revenge, they say I couldn’t win
Now I want revenge, no family and no friends
All I want is my revenge, money and revenge
And I’ll never stop until they tell me it’s the end
I’m living for revenge, killin niggas like a mission from dama
Hieroglyphics I’m cryptic like a script from osama
White girl in the kitchen like I’m strippin Madonna
The cop slippin, I rip him like I’m christian for donna
Happy ending, I bend it then I slip into sauna
Turn your blcok to a desert when I’m grippin that lama
Those are killers that assisting your mama
Across the street she gets murdered while I’m sippin some vodka
Street nigga, never worry bout the industry
I’m in the kitchen, tryina brush up for my chemistry
Major in mathematics, serving those with bad habits
New fiends and past addicts, even some friends of me
But yet I’m at the crossroads, I got a low soul
That’s why my heart cold, yeah
Yelling out cause all these niggas can’t ignore death
You make a movie that we lay you on the door step
Sometimes I feel this is the end
Clean my soul of all my evil, wash my hands of all my sins
I control the root of evil, cause it’s money that we spend
Send the message to the people, now my story must begin
I want revenge, they say I couldn’t win
Now I want revenge, no family and no friends
All I want is my revenge, money and revenge.