Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Blink, artist - The Jacka. Date of issue: 14.08.2005
Song language: English
Never Blink |
| 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 |