Fall Of Rome (Explicit) - Che Noir
Produced by：38 Spesh
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**** slaving for a low wage
I'd rather blow my brains
I need another way to get my d**e straight
A d**g dealer was my soul mate
Road to riches flippin' birds
I always knew he had road rage
I don't care if these h*es hate
The day I let you ******* get to me
Satan goin' feel a cold day
I gotta give God the most praise
And my n***a do too
I won't date a n***a who don't pray
Only broke ******* throw shade
I'm a snake charmer use the money
As a flute to expose snakes
My killers on you tryna locate
I they ain't wearing baggy clothes
Just turtlenecks and gold chains
All my murders is a cold case
All my n***as making moves is
Like a episode of Soul Train
I treat the music like the d**e game
Pharmacy to fiends before they get it
They gotta pay me the co-pays
I'ma give them the old shade
Before a ***** 'cross me
She better look both ways
Wasn't overnight I got it at a slow pace
I just got on every single beat and I told pain
Did it ten toes that's two feet on the ground
My food for thought is like
A cooked meal from deep in the south
The living room was like a bedroom
Had to sleep on the couch
Opportunities knocking
I give it keys to the house
All I needed was a solid plug
Huh so I gotta keep a cord
Ain't no friendly competition n***a
All I see is war
The Caesar of this rap ****
I gotta keep a sword
Got your favorite rapper blood
On this coliseum floors huh
God first and I believe in a 'cross
Most n***as'll have it all
But let greed be their fall
Took a shopping spree
I've paid the cost to bein' a boss
Check the bag and talk was
The cheapest thing that I bought n***a
N***a
N***a
