Lyrics Red Dead Redemption - Tha God Fahim

Red Dead Redemption

Dump Gawd
Uh, check it
It’s a war outside, better stay in your home
I’m coppin' armored trucks like I’m Al Capone
Every gun got a drum on it, swear you don’t want it
Many battle components, weakness, we don’t condone it
Go at any component, so much power, I know it
Out to devour you, stoic, I’m heroic
Better than most of you rappers and I know it
I put your face to the barrel, then blow it
Camouflage outfits, take my gun in the outlet
Remain solid, I ain’t worried 'bout the clout shit
Soon as they give us the money, we out, kid
Stay sharp for pigs, hope I make it to the crib
It’s a hard-knock life, I’m a genius, I’m a whiz
Got the problem solver, my revolver split your wig
Steppin' out the limo with a cig, a bad boy like Notorious BIG
Or Corleone like Big L, makin' it outta hell
From the corrupt peoples' spells
But life is still swell, I can’t associate with chumps
I’m protected by machine gun funk
Niggas front, they whole team get touched
When the beef erupts, we takin' c-note chances
I’m like John Torrio makin' advancements
Trainin' in a room full of axes
Yo, what’s the word?
Just give it
Puttin' green lights on niggas, handle business
I got thoughts sicker than Lord Griffith
Swing blades in every sentence
Take advantage of every minute
Gainin' power, talkin' to the senate
Your whole style is rented like tennis
Spendin' bands 'til Nefertiti the pendant
Catch me underground 'cause I’m not trendin'
The scene so hot, gotta lay low
I keep it real from the grave to the cradle
Candlelights and incense burnin' continuously
I’m out to get this paper vigorously
I’m self-made, I gotta get myself paid
'Cause if I don’t, I’ma end up as a slave to the system
They make it where it’s so hard to listen
It’s hot as hell, you gotta survive the kitchen
You gotta survive the kitchen
Klap Gawd, you already know
Yeah