Lyrics Death in the Family.lrc Fabolous
[id: pfhvqkon]
[ar: Fabolous]
[al: There Is No Competition 3: Death Comes in 3’s]
[ti: Death in the Family]
[length: 04:01]
[00:04.44][Fabolous (talking):]
[00:06.39]I don’t got time for all this
[00:07.49]Just fast forward to the part where he start killing shit
[00:09.65]Yeah like right here
[00:14.14]Yeah (yeah)
[00:15.71]Yeah (yeah)
[00:23.33][Fabolous:]
[00:25.06]Tough times don’t last but tough people do
[00:27.35]I father n-ggas the way wayne and puff reproduce
[00:30.45]Lil rap bastards
[00:31.80]Running round with your snapback caps backwards
[00:34.86]Should be in rap caskets
[00:36.41]Who you think showed them the go hard with stunting
[00:39.59]And who you think showed ’em that those broads was nothing
[00:42.26]And who you think showed ’em that those cars was something
[00:45.58]And when fathers day came I got no card or nothing
[00:48.57]So I ain’t out here trying to expose frauds for nothing
[00:51.62]And I ain’t out here pulling these hoes cards for nothing
[00:54.52]They was bitches on deck y’all, made ’em queens
[00:58.27]Watching sports with a chick that got ball player dreams (swish)
[01:01.36]I’m watching these dogs play with my old bones
[01:04.54]I feel like n-ggas done found one of my old phones
[01:07.46]We in the house, y’all looking to hold loans
[01:10.92]And when the market was up, you wouldn’t have sold homes
[01:14.06]So this the foreclosure of the wannabe
[01:16.68]If you can’t be yourself, then who you gonna be?
[01:19.56]Dad to your swag, your style was like a son to me
[01:22.55]Your stylist got thank yous, you never sent one to me
[01:25.83]Lets pray for ’em
[01:27.44]Y’all repeat this one with me
[01:28.70]”Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray for those who run with me
[01:31.98]If I die before I wake, arrest the girl I brung with me
[01:34.94]I give the Lord my swag to take whenever God is done with me”
[01:38.19][Hook:]
[01:38.43]I be saying to myself as I put on da gloves
[01:41.08]It hurts when you gotta kill a n-gga you love [x4]
[02:02.41][Paul Cain:]
[02:03.06]Yeah
[02:03.45]It’s painful when bestfriends become ya enemies
[02:05.76]And you finding out that they not who they pretend to be (wow)
[02:09.52]The whole time you conspired to put an end to me
[02:11.95]And I’m still trying to show this n-gga love, silly me
[02:14.94]So I might she’d tears as I put on my gloves
[02:17.72]But I won’t show emotions when I fill him with slugs
[02:20.84]Cause n-ggas die everyday here
[02:23.00]And you can get hit picking ya seed up from daycare
[02:26.10]N-ggas don’t play fair
[02:27.51]That’s why I’m straightforward, f-ck being all discrete
[02:30.42]If I can knock ’em off quick, f-ck beefing all for weeks
[02:33.53]So we was up late night hunting, y’all was sleep
[02:36.89]Cause we the wolves hiding in clothes, y’all the sheep
[02:39.58]Who taught ya the game, who showed y’all the streets?
[02:42.67]And who bought ’em them things they sold y’all for cheap?
[02:45.65]And who came up the bill when them hoes called police?
[02:48.90]Now you fronting so I gotta expose y’all to see
[02:51.73]Ungrateful motherf-cker, who fed you when you was hurting? (me)
[02:55.04]Whenever drama came up, who was putting the work in? (me)
[02:58.36]I was spitting live on hot 9
[02:59.99]You was still rehearsing
[03:02.18]Already my son and this was before I met you in person
[03:04.10]So no matter how many colorful fake chains you purchase
[03:06.99]Like that bullshit you wearing
[03:08.76]You’re always gonna b worthless
[03:10.14]You just spit it, I lived it
[03:11.99]Who’s really writing the verses
[03:13.39]Lose put em in the casket who you think driving the hearses
[03:16.43][Hook]
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