Infamous Lyrics – Concept­z

Infamous Lyrics by Concept­z

We can’t (what’s that)
Live with them or without them
It’s like a spell, something thats about them
Man I gotta say you drive me crazy

Even if we argue, you still my baby
Your my homie, lover, friend (my love)
Don’t wanna think about how this is gonna end
We chilling or we go to see a movie

Girls be approaching, that sh#t don’t even move me
On my mind until i’m laying in a casket
This thing is pure, beautifully crafted
This love is pain, i give you what i got

Like drugs for my system, i need another shot
Just one, uh
We fall in and out of love too
But that ain’t saying i don’t love you

From the start i told you that i’m in it
You ain’t with me, then i tеll you to forget it
We fall in and out love too
Wе fall in and out love too

We fall in and out love too
But that ain’t saying i dont love you
Round for round, man who’s ready to step
Number one contender, flows steady, lets rap

Drain that pain, not ready for my pengame
Flaming fire, these bars are insane
Catch a heater, this is off the meter
Rap’s a b#tch, no way that u can leave her

Power raps, you step, get your skull cracked
I heard your latest, wack n#gg# fall back
Avoiding trends, walk the small and narrow
Pen and paper, that be my bow and arrow

Times are changing, man we gotta face this
Barricade the door and get a facelift
Beats I body, crashing up your party
Shoot up the place, save the coke and the bacardi

Too many henny got me leaning to the left
Murder lullabies what i’m bringing you is death
Power raps inside my skull cap like a brick stack, the kid is back
Yo you gotta tell ‘em

Man , you gotta tell ‘em
Eh yo Con, you gotta tell ‘em
You know you gotta tell ‘em
Yo for real, you gotta tell ‘em

About Pee you gotta tell ‘em
About the mobb you gotta tell ‘em
What up homie, keep it straight when we rock
On the straight and narrow if they pump it or not

That thug blood is clocking up my system
A loose cannon, everyone’s a victim
Giving out free shots, like it’s open bar night
Now keep them hands up, its gonna be alright

Solidified, reppin for our city
Need at least two feet when we gettin busy
This fire burning, oil, keep it lit
Spit golden bullets, mic’s the rubber grip

Listen to the message, apostle’s warning
Protect that neck, ducking when we storm in
Planning like a master, moving to the top
Too real to stop, too much is in stock

Bolivia raw, man you need to cut it
9 outta 10 it’s dope when we drop it
Straight beasting, feasting with my fellaz
The mood is grim so nothing you can tell us

Nothing fancy, this here is the gutter
f#ck friends, they with me they my brother
We keep it moving, don’t know how to quit
These trend followers thinking they the sh#t

No shortcuts, give it to ’em crystal
Jamming, but ain’t talking bout them pistols
Ok, ok
Ok, ok

Just when you thought it was over
Con came back to cut the heads of these cobra’s (2x)
One man team, the first division
No blanks, straight heat is what i give ’em

Put me against any on your roster
On the daily i can give it to imposters
Down to earth, never acting feisty
Cook up the raw, serve it extra spicy

Everything else has gotta go
Enough in the clip to let ’em know
Sharp shooting with precision
Never sh#tting where we living

Nah I only need a moment
To get the job done and put two in a opponent
Just when you thought it was over
Con came back to cut the heads of these cobra’s (2x)

Ok, ok
Ok, ok
I can’t complain, nah i try to get a buck
Life has it’s ways, time to switch it up

Innercity tales for those who wanna listen
We chasing cake ’cause nothing here is given
Night time like a script of a movie
It’s all words, if you real gotta proof me

Many of my people are living of the block
Cops pulling triggers, avoid getting shot
Dads missing, kids staying with their mother
It’s only scraps if you staying in the gutter

Every wrong move is a lesson to be learned
Nothing happens if you waiting for ya turn
Living in darkness, moving to the light
Focus on my goals, the rest is out of sight

Secure the bag, make sure you get the money
Love got you chasing girls like a dummy
My son’s the reason i’m staying on my feet
Report back home if the mission is complete

I keeps it real, it’s far from a gimmick
Real i know, it’s the only way to live it
Can’t complain, nah we staying on the move
Right or wrong, up to you, gotta choose

So either way, one has got to go
Think about it, come back, let us know {2x}
We came to crash the party
Raps for days, so dont start me

Say it louder for the people in the back
We’re coming through with that live n#gg# rap {2x}
If i’m shooting 16, i’m gonna catch a body
Wanna talk business, meet me at the lobby

Built for the drama, nothing we can’t handle
You step and get cut up like a sample
At night when my city getting rowdy
So when they flip, we skip ‘em and be audi

Fo sho, that’s the way it’s gonna go
Building from scratch, stay slaying on the low
Welcome to my life where everything is shitty
About to get the strap like i’m Fiddy

Right and left, hit ‘em with a combo
Talk doe or i’m ending up the convo
Black cap under the hoodie
Ripping many mics like the Fugees

We here to bring ‘em another fix
As long you not stepping on my kicks, b#tch
We came to crash the party
Raps for days, so dont start me

Say it louder for the people in the back
We’re coming through with that live n#gg# rap {2x}
When i say keep it, y’all say thoro
Keep it, thoro, keep it, thoro {2x}

We came to crash the party
Raps for days, so dont start me
Say it louder for the people in the back
We’re coming through with that live n#gg# rap {2x}

Yeah, It’s like this, come on
Its like this, come on, come on
Its like this come on, come on
Its like this, yo Con come on

Yeah Donny, stuck in the 90’s
Up in the lab you might find me
Taste this, we on that basic sh#t
We still rollin, haven’t changed a bit

Keep going, til we paid in full
Follow this rule, we aim to do
21 shots, salute to the general
You gone, will always remember ya

Still here, live on through your music
Many gems, in life we can use this
Gotta say thanks for the lessons
You kept it street, but sent us a message

That’s the thing about life
Now you here, the next you on ice
You used your mind as a weapon
The head n#gg#, salute to a legend

Big bags, money in the bank
Those standing in the way getting shanked
Yeah that’s a part of the story
Stay out my way if you got nothing for me {2x}
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Concept­z Lyrics – Infamous

Concept­z

Infamous