For The Record-Shyne

[ti:For The Record] [ar:shyne（欧美）] [al:Godfather Buried Alive] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.57]For The Record [00:01.38] [00:23.59]OOh you rhyme witta slug and sum shots in his face [00:25.84]He rhyme witta slug tryna sound like make [00:28.02] [00:28.71]Listened to his tape [00:31.03] [00:31.79]This lil' ni**a used to sound like cake [00:33.92]Maybe I'm juss killing maybe he juss snitching [00:36.54]See a whole lot different when my sales ecliped [00:39.17]What I see is straight bug straight thoro [00:41.60] [00:42.16]Yea he be a killa you kill wit bugs [00:44.72]Rather look at the facts not the hype [00:47.27]Like who got shot and who got knifed [00:50.08]Who keep gettin struck but don't neva strike [00:52.08] [00:52.65]Hope the beef go away but the feds indict [00:55.26]I know yo card ni**a it's so clear [00:58.01]You juss wanna sell record you don't want warfare [01:00.49] [01:01.11]You don't wanna ride you wanna get rich and hide [01:03.24] [01:03.80]These *z would've died if they shot me nine times [01:06.11] [01:06.79]Heyy it's juss for the best [01:08.79]Take this mob sh*t serious please respect it [01:11.42]And there go the shots stay rippin me apart [01:14.30]Cuz it's a blood comin outta his lung [01:16.70] [01:18.25]It's murdah bloody homicide is what they cry [01:20.88]When they losin' their life [01:22.13]When muhf**kaz ax me how I sleep at night [01:24.87]Pretty cold witta slug might heat me tight [01:27.12]Pray to god while I'm gone [01:28.80]Is what underneath feels like [01:30.30]It's my work by the surf when they turn off the lights [01:33.04]You ain't kill humma cause if you did [01:35.48]Why you ain't get the pen after all of that hit [01:37.91]You know I know that if you live [01:40.28] [01:40.85]That sh*t that you spit somebody got somebody [01:43.42]Somebody got jumped somebody got cut [01:45.90]You boxer ni**a nobody got snuffed [01:48.40] [01:49.46]Nobody got flushed you screamin what what [01:51.64]Okay okay killa you'sa slut [01:53.52] [01:54.39]Think about it enoughs enoughs [01:56.63]I'm tryna show me whoes who [01:58.38]And what is what [01:59.25] [01:59.94]I mean how can I respect you [02:02.13]When them *z that left you ain't none of me [02:04.68]Blessed you [02:05.31]Not nobody [02:05.93]You know where they are where they perform [02:08.05]Bust yo gun stop makin songs [02:10.05]Please no more ghetto * [02:11.80] [02:12.80]You got money now it's time to bomb [02:14.86] [02:15.39]And that's juss fo the top [02:18.19]Take this mob sh*t serious please respect it [02:20.75]And there go the shots stay ripping me apart [02:23.00] [02:23.62]Cuz it's a blood comin outta his slum [02:25.68] [02:26.25]Death of perfection as I move witout motion [02:28.43] [02:29.11]Ain't no ni**a in his game doing the sh*t that I'm quoting [02:32.61] [02:33.67]Take a good look cause you'll neva a see enought of me [02:36.92] [02:37.86]Might be sum otha goes tryna trace n color me [02:42.10]But I believe in the ways of old [02:44.28] [02:44.79]Slice these *z throat tryna tell on po [02:46.84] [02:47.47]That shouldn't excist f**kin snitch [02:49.65] [02:50.47]Cut of his dick put it to his lips [02:52.91]You really think I was gong let you slide [02:54.84] [02:55.47]F**kin wit me you must be outcho mind [02:57.53] [02:58.09]You really think jail was gong make thinks right [03:00.71]Ni**a I will shoot you till you lose yo life [03:02.84] [03:03.41]I was minding my own word got back *z talkin bout po [03:08.87]I was like ohh god must be ready fo this ni**a to go [03:13.67] [03:14.67]I ain't lyin this is the mob [03:16.92]You got yo break come finish yo job [03:18.98] [03:20.10]Juss don't get the feds involved [03:21.74] [03:22.36]And I'mma reunite you wit yo moms [03:23.99] [03:24.67]R I P [03:25.86]I guess this ain't juss music [03:27.79]Cuz jail only made me much more ruthless （*） [03:30.66]And the b**ch ni**a knew this [03:32.97]That's why he tryed to sign me to g-unit [03:34.84] [03:35.41]Tell 'em how you made me offers [03:38.15]I don't want that blood I'mma godfather [03:39.96] [03:40.58]Loved on every street corner [03:43.02] [03:43.70]Hurts yo heart that you don't get that honor [03:45.76] [03:46.76]The feds I paid fo that [03:48.26] [03:48.82]10 years up top [03:50.19]I sell me much shop [03:51.51]Both of ya was blood [03:52.81]Took the bus wit cuz [03:54.13]Want gun fo gun [03:55.25]I earned my lug [03:56.50]You you juss pathetic [03:58.93] [03:59.80]You neva bg bespite yo average [04:01.49] [04:02.05]Take this mob sh*t serioue you going respect it [04:04.36] [04:05.42]Tha's juss fo the record [04:06.85]And there go the shots stay rippin me apart [04:09.60] [04:10.22]Cuz it's a blood comin outta his slum [04:12.28] [04:12.84]It's murdah bloody homicide is what they cry [04:17.03]When they losin' their life [04:18.27]When muhf**kaz ax me how I sleep at night [04:21.09]Pretty cold witta slug might heat me tight [04:23.45]Pray to god while I'm gone [04:25.07]Is what underneath feels like [04:26.32]It's my work by the surf when they turn off the light