The Mystery Ransom

[Verse 1]
Doubt you know a nigga that's vivid like him
Everything that's under that bridge water, these niggas vikings
Turn ya back on a backstabber they twist the knife in
Never worth more than that pool of blood
That you dripped ya life in, huh
Yeah nigga, the shit is frightenin'
Quick as lightenin', handguns registered like the fist of Tyson's
Niggas chatter but never budge on these subjects
You suspects sendin' those rough threats all in ya tough text
So what's next? How you make niggas bleed on ya Twitter feed?
Tuu, nigga please, guess we gon' have to agree to disagree
That's grown man shit, the brougham whip
You know Ran sick, I choke 'em with the Conan grip
There's no and ifs or buts, I will choke slam shit
I clean 'em up, he seen enough, that's when the programme switch
Beloved, it's a must that we rise above this
We ain't brothers, but the God that created us gotta love us
What you sayin'?

[Chorus]
Say what you feel, niggas
We ain't just some field niggas
Mean what you say playa
We don't play it safe, hater
Say what you want about me
Y'all people is fuck without me
It ain't nothin'
As long as you sayin' somethin'