Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Blink (Feat. the Jacka & Dubb 20), artist - The Jacka.
Date of issue: 08.07.2007
Song language: English
Never Blink (Feat. the Jacka & Dubb 20) |
This that new shit nigga |
Follow my lead bitch |
I prolly smoked alot of hop in my weed befo' |
And it made a nigga crazy but I’m loungin' tho' |
Niggas hope that they gun stay from round me yo |
Call up, cuz be like «blood need a pound of that dro» |
Times is gettin hectic man I’ll pay you back later |
Fightin a case cause ya boy done went to school with a kata |
I felt nothin' man it’s really nuthin' |
It’s been so long since Jacka felt somethin' |
I keep coming with lines that keep numbin' ya face like coke lines |
She keep hummin' the background, what that sound like? |
Shit, I shoulda stayed in school or somethin' |
Now I’m fresh out the county huntin' down my runners |
You feel me? |
I, hit the block high make the song cry |
Got the eyes of a snake |
Never blink never cry |
I, only move weight so I can live one time |
I’m a real nigga you can hear it in my rhymes |
Today I opened the paper |
Seen about 5 of my niggas, 2 got hit with a kata |
2 got hit with a nine 1 in critical condition |
Plus they found my niggas mama on the shore with that fish |
That’s why I smoke alot bo in my blunt & I |
Pull the ski mask down hoppin' out the suicides |
I’m on a suicide, don’t really care if I die |
Cause so many of my niggas done died, & it’s like a jungle |
Sometimes I wonder how I keep from going under |
Plus these motherfuckers keep stealing my bundle |
But I’m a nutso, from west O you must know |
Catch me in a Marauder with your baby mama |
I’m a baby gorilla got banana clips for the drama |
Knock a nigga off then feed him to the piranhas |
Gotta be around for when my son come out my baby mama |
Get him for 2 kicks, A half a tick & bury the box |
Man my life ain’t no walk in the park |
I spent many nights alone, in the cold, lost in the dark |
Me & my sister, nothin' but death can break us apart |
Inside I’m superman ain’t nothing breaking this heart |
Yeah mama ain’t raised no punk, taught me to blaze shit |
Never graze shit, whenever it’s funk |
Taught me to reign shit, take shit, whenever I want |
And if a nigga like «whassup?», then leave him with lumps |
That’s exactly what I do, follow my mamas rules |
Of e, not d, cause that’s what my mama use |
I’m thuggin' dude, I drug abuse, look at me |
I’m from the gutter why the fuck should I be happy? |
My hair nappy, plus I grew up broke |
And I’m still living broke, what I grow up for? |
I wish they never had me shoulda let me go |
If you feelin' how I’m feelin' yo let me know |
Mob twist up some rope & just let me blow |
Rob make the beat hot & just let me flow |
The dope I chase the hood boys know my face |
I’m running stuck in place, man there’s no escape |