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u was my son - tha heartz of darkness lyrics

[intro: raylong & tommy gunn]
[???], you heard?
who gives a f*ck what your name was?
x*ray, what up?
who gives a f*ck what your name was?
it’s time to pay up

[verse 1: tommy gunn]
straight up
to everybody upstate: stay up
’cause my n*gga bangs outta anger
leavin’ ’em leakin’
the only time you’re leavin’ somethin’ bleedin’ is a paper cut
or givin’ a shave, cut with a razor
but you made a mistake
and you in danger, playin’ tough
just because you got your face cut
now, is that lame or what?
don’t explain the set you claim to hus’
this ain’t the nba, cuz’
but you can hit, takin’ a shot
get fell off the mount
but you’ll get thrown out of the game as soon as my thang busts
[gunshots]
tell a fat boy to get your thang up
i promise i explained
if you ain’t tough, you just a d*ckhead
tryn’a hang with us ’cause me and ray’s nuts
if you can’t understand what i’m tryn’a say you gay as f*ck
you can remix “rainblood”, but you can’t change us
[hook: tommy gunn & raylong]
you still in the newborn stages of gangster
get your bib and diaper changed up
bang, bro, k!llin’ ’em, still riding in spite of the danger
instead of sayin’ “no” as a kid i got tight with strangers
(fake thug, fake thug)
who gives a f*ck what your name was?
who gives a f*ck what your name was?
still in the newborn stages of gangster
get your bib and diaper changed up
bang, bro, k!llin’ ’em, still riding in spite of the danger
instead of sayin’ “no” as a kid i got tight with strangers
(fake thug)
who gives a f*ck what your name was?

[verse 2: tommy gunn]
you still in the newborn stages of gangster
get your bib and diaper changed up
[?] came from the drug games
f*ck the bloodstains on the rug
love payin’ for the thug name
sluggin’ a brain off a face
f*ck it and let it rain blood
’cause that’s the same thing f*ckers tried to [?] us
black crew, made love, worst rappers’ dangers
[???] dangerous holdin’ the same grudge
natural bangers
too black, too famous, rain blood
break up the weed, roll it up, light the dutch
tight clutch on mics like your wife on the back of a bike
while she’s riding my pipe like a sl*t
we the type
none of you motherf*ckers like “so what?”
where it at? f*ck that, give it up
benefittin’ us with your cheddar stack
we in the cut
stickin’ in the game, stuck
you lames tend to b*tch and complain but like i keep sayin’, blood
who gives a f*ck what your name was?
in la, they call me “angel dust”
’cause i f*ck brains up when i aim slugs
it’s the same pain, that’s love
when somebody starts sayin’ the main game is hangin’ with us
but the real thing was
you just came to f*ck and suck real thugs like “bang!”
and we in pain
(fake thug)
[hook: raylong & tommy gunn]
still in the newborn stages of gangster
get your bib and diaper changed up
bang, bro, k!llin’ ’em, still riding in spite of the danger
instead of sayin’ “no” as a kid i got tight with strangers
(fake thug)
who gives a f*ck what your name was?
you still in the newborn stages of gangster
get your bib and diaper changed up
bang, bro, k!llin’ ’em, still riding in spite of the danger
instead of sayin’ “no” as a kid i got tight with strangers
(fake thug)

[verse 3: tommy gunn]
they spittin’ hard! it’s hot!
paul, like it or not, tha heartz ov darkness are part of the [?]
too tight [???] cop
so you don’t gotta go to the barber shop to get a cut
we the type y’all consider [?]
i died just to live it up
i ride, no car to pop
i drive my body
b*tches, if this is stick shift, my d*ck’s the clutch
chicks with the bigger b*tts, dumb it out
i’ll cum in your mouth, i’ll cum in your mouth
“these n*ggas not”
truthfully, who gives a f*ck if ya’ heart’ll stop
the hardcore hip hop, they runnin’ outta love
catch me in the cut like the bus runnin’ out of drugs
until the police come in the house, yup
the streets is so f*cked up now
fiends gotta come in the house until i re*up
they waitin’ to take a hit like soldiers in the middle of the war
from the 9 [???] [gunshots]
[???] so sick
biggin’ me out
we in [???] f*ckin’ with us
as if they was in a p*rno fl!ck with me and raylong in it
about to bust
who gives a f*ck what your name was?
(fake thug, fake thug, fake thug, fake thug, fake thug…)
[outro: tommy gunn & raylong]
yo, what’s up with that “move slide”, man? i was thinkin’ about “f*ckin up my high”, “you f*ckin up my high” type sh*t
thinkin’ about “2 for $5.00”, too, you sayin’, what’s your whole take on that?
i mean, “2 for $5.00”? you know what?
f*ck outta here, right?

- tha heartz of darkness lyrics

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