Ain't it Obvious??
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ain’t it obvious
you picked the wrong option
and left me for dead
but I’m back for revenge
I got some anna for these tricks
ya flaugin' mane
we see through ya like glass
gon keep on talkin out ya neck
and I’mma throw this diamond tip
and watch you crack
that’s what’s ya get when
ya switch and cross a playa
from the ville
that’s just the deal
deep in my trunk
I’ll leave you prayin
for forgiveness
til I’m done with all my funny business
then it’s off to the river
I thought you knew
the serpent smelled the victim
so why’d ya gon and temp the ripper
when I told ya different
and for the record
stuff the fame
ya let it get to ya mental
and now ya nothin but a lame
with no potential
the crooked science
holds a consequence
at night a troubled sinner
seeks a fight
but only finds himself
that’s how the cookie crumbles
buckin with a killa
come meet yo final witness
you ain’t a pimp
just a punk
I caught ya from the get up
ya said you ran me off
and about this you lied
it’s like we’ve been here before
ah yeah
that’s everyday of ya life
ain’t it obvious?
I never really gave a damn
about ya problems
and demands
ya better recognize
I recommend you step in line
for the butcher awaits ya
nobody’s ever safe from danger
behold the resurrection of
this evil ass funk
underground we prey
become a hit so easily dumped
but not for heavens sake
I think ya rivers runnin dry hustla
them pockets look angry
who went and schooled ya fade and
turned ya to a busta
ya seem to change like a puzzle
that no one ever gets
you’d even and blame ya own brotha
for the way that ya trip
the truth is you’re outta luck
I’ll watch ya fade beneath
relevance as I ash in them cuts
but make it worth it maybe
how bout that clock
it keeps on tickin
when the record flips
cause I’mma scope
til they drop below the grave again
and I’ll be smokin on this junt
ain’t it obvious?
you hoped it all was a dream
so gon and knuck and greet the sandman homie
pay ya rent
hold ya breath and fake the hustle
til ya gain attention
social media reigns over the tainted rules
it’s like we’re sick
there ain’t no way to fix it
but every now and then
come catch a reality check
and I’ll be laughin bout that time you tried to rob and bricked
I’m far too gone to let a bummer
snuff me lonely with the stick
I thought I told ya there’s no love
but ain’t it obvious?
big hydra went and pulled ya number
you know what’s poppin with it