Lyrics Still... - Struggle da Preacher, A.K.-S.W.I.F.T.

Still...

We gon let you know wusup and we still survive in this peace
Struggle da Preacher and legendary A.K.-S.W.I.F.T
You know him, nawwww don’t forget him
We’re getting bigger, we’re getting stronger
We get what we want
Everybody on the block saying WHOA!
When they see me they say WHOA!
I never faded away i keep going
I thought i would fade out in this game
But instead i made a fadeaway jumper like MJ
Still doing big and still droping hits
Still got the love for the music that you hear
Motherfuckers ain’t see difference between fake and real
Why you get all surprised when they play with your fears
Killers in tears killing just wack beats
I’m bringing it back so fuck your eardrums
All the time i play like it’s my last one
They having guns on them, i’m havin my rhymes
One by one i’m shooting down them clowns
Wanna come and kill me after?
You’d better come now
RELOAD!
And pull that trigga bitch
And your homie would snitch if they catch him
So watch your back as you sleep
Or you end up in a ditch, haha i tell you (right!)
Better look out below, cuz I’m coming in hot
From the city of get or get got, blowing up spots
Ain’t not breaking me, cuz my school is, that of hard knocks
Chi town, Joliet taught me to keep shit on lock
Gladiator chasing paper, and I stay on the clock
Sword for hire, got you player haters, kicking them rocks
From the ghetto to the mountain top, I’m getting props
And forever live and die for hip hop, and it don’t stop
Super hero, I’m Morpheus and Neo
Ghettoninj, breaking agents with a choke hold
Cuz A.K.-S.W.I.F.T.
A double meaning, just like desert eagle
Quick on the draw, and your film, it will be no sequel
I’m Hard charging, cuz you haters thinking I’m damian
Cuz I got shit that’ll punch through your chest like alien
Fall back player, ain’t nothing here but pain
With Infra Red Vision, And Hunger For Loot To gain
I keep going, yamsayin'
Fuck everybody
You already know, peace out